That was worth waiting for, Granny. Lovely.
I'm glad I finally had a chance this evening to sit down and read this entry. Your mother came alive for me tonight. I appreciate the peek into your past and hers.
Thank-you so much for sharing that with us.It was wonderful.
I would love to read more of your thoughts? Are your books published?
I've never ironed a sheet either, my mother irons socks.
Beautifully written; very evocative.
Fitted sheets are the answer in our house, you stretch them onto the bed and any further de-creasing that's necessary is done by sleeping on them!
Took me a little while to get to it too. Glad I did.
my father went two years ago. Didn't get a chance to rage - it was instant hearet failure. Part of me wants to put my affairs in order first, part of me doesn't want to know a thing about it. It's the biggest mystery of life, and we will never know.
Incredible, Grannyp. Me too, i'd love to read some of your books. Where can i buy them?
Thanks all of you. It's kind of difficult stuff to work out and your reactions make it worth it. And yes, Zinnia, I did eventually get to fitted sheets. Shame they weren't around for my mum. For those who want to read my books - mostly out of print alas - I'm chary about putting my real name on the internet. Anonymous I can be much more open It's some protection to my family too. I'll think about more private emails.But bear with me will you.
Yes Mark I know. About parents dying. Part of problem is - I'm told that once it happens you know the layer above you is gone and you are next. It wasn't the case so much for me - my mum died too young and my dad was so old the reality of things was getting to me without that. But his death was immensely painful; unexpectedly so given that he and all of us had been longing for it for him. I guess it's MEANING OF LIFE stuff. Which media, pro-life - consumerdom, all the other villains try their best to stop us looking at. (Something connived at by all of us. It's easier that way.)
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