Today I went to a funeral.
A funeral of a lady who I had never met.
Now don't get me wrong. I am not a person who hunts out funerals just so I can have a good cry!
No, this lady was someone who needed help to maintain her garden, so my husband very happily obliged.
She was a mother, a grandmother and a great grandmother.
And she was so well loved
And that made me so very sad because it really hit me as to how bad our situation was.
So I shed tears at a funeral of a lady who I had never met !
Grandchildren spoke about how much they loved their Nan. They spoke about how they loved to share their achievements with their Nan. Yes they got great enjoyment about letting their Nan be the first person to learn of their special news.
And you know what !
We are not even allowed to know anything about the achievements of our grandchildren.
It seems like they are not encouraged to "ring Nan and Pop " to share their news. And not even in our world where electronic media is everywhere, to send an email.
We find out at a later date that they have excelled at a sports carnival or been chosen to be a leader at school.
I wonder what our grandchildren will remember about us. Will they remember the great hot potato chips that Poppy cooked to go with the home made meat pie.
Will they remember the box of strawberry frogs that we always had in the cupboard for those special treats.
Or will they remember that there was a time when they were denied a relationship with us. A time when the school holiday sleepovers stopped because they were sent to another relative.
A time when all those family gatherings no longer include Nan and Pop; the grandparents who had been with them from the day they were born.
As they mature they will quickly learn how and why their lives changed.
I wonder what part Karma will play in the future.
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