Today I had my nails painted by the wonderful Yas and she was telling me that she recently attended her great granpops funeral – he was 99. She said she never realised so much about his life and was proud to hear so much that was recounted.
She said he had been something to do with Morse code and she was touched by words the celebrant said.
When visiting graves or seeing the memorial service booklet, the life span is shown as e.g 1941 – 2016 and he said that the dash represents so little written down, but means so much to those that have lost their loved one, as that dash represents their life, memories, achievements and love both given and received.
Today is St David’s Day, patron saint of Wales, and once again a memory of my friend Sian came to mind. Passionately proud of her Welsh heritage and one of my favourite photos is of her in her Welsh Rugby top. We are almost at the first anniversary of her passing and I am feeling it very keenly, obviously nothing compared to her family.
I have worn a daffodil today both for Marie Curie and for Sian.
As my timeline continues I thought of how that would look –
1961 … and in Morse code three dots represent the letter S, how fitting.
People come and go, friends are forever.
My little life 