I digress… I hope you’ll forgive me.
I came across this beautiful Vimeo today called LOVE by Jason Silva, a young Venezuelan-American filmmaker. He describes love as “something you want to stretch on forever”… that it is like “goose bumps”.
This month would have been my grandparents 60th wedding anniversary. They had 8 children and 25 grandchildren. Nana was a strong woman with a massive twinkle in her eye. I think she had a secret passion for travel… the St Christopher she gave me is one of my most treasured possessions. She baked me afghans when I visited her. Every time.
I adored both my grandparents.
Grandad suffered for many years with cancer and I wonder whether Nana had prepared herself to perhaps be the partner left behind. She had started to go on short trips with her girlfriends.
It was a massive shock when she died suddenly of a heart attack a few months short of their 50th wedding anniversary. I was devastated. It is still too ghastly to think about.
My enormous extended family was quite well-known in the catholic community in a New Zealand town and seven priests attended and participated in Nana’s funeral. The church was packed. I felt enormously proud that so many people loved her.
At the end of the service, a priest asked if anyone wanted to speak and an elderly woman rose. She introduced herself as Nana’s roommate on their trips away. She told how Nana’s favourite part of her trip was to find three chocolates that my grandfather always hid in her suitcase. Apparently, it was a ritual, not just while travelling, but in their marriage too.
As Nana’s friend walked away from the lectern, she stopped to embrace my grandfather. He reached into his pocket, pulled out three chocolates and placed them in her hand.
That, to me, is love…
For Eileen and Cliff xx
What does love mean to you?
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