A sad phone call this morning from my mum. Last night my grandmother, who turned 91 last week, passed away in her sleep.
I have been blessed to have known all my grandparents well (I had all 4 until I was 21) and 2 of my great grandparents too of whom I have fleeting memories.But to be 35 and to still have a grandparent alive is pretty wonderful. 🙂
Nanna had 2 sets of twins, my mum being the eldest of the 4 children and the only girl, and her children have given her 6 grandchildren, who in turn have given her 7 great-grandchildren.
I remember the Fowlers Vacola bottles of preserves and plant cuttings she would send home in the car with us when we went to visit Nanna and Papa and I think of Nanna every time I bottle something or open a bottle of produce I’ve put up.
The funeral will be later next week so things are likely to be a little quieter here on the blog whilst I figure out the best scenario for travelling up to Temora, near Wagga Wagga, for the funeral.
Muriel McKenzie b. 03/02/1923 d. 14 or 15 /02/2014. Aged 91.