A Difficult Day for Nigel

Today was a hard day for Nigel. The family met up at Barham crematorium to scatter Nanna's ashes where his mother's ashes were scattered. Nanna looked after him after his mother died and he saw losing Nanna as losing the last of 'his family'. His mother Wendy died at this time of year too.

There is never a good time for bereavement but I am glad that Nanna went after Nigel had married Caelyn and Wendy was born. Wendy was named for his mother and Nanna saw a lot of Wendy in her.

Here she is with her friend Trix on Nigel and Caelyn's wedding day



The day Nanna moved to Sheltered Housing in Luton


Nigel is part of our family now. Even Sean said "well, he's got me". I have loved Nigel like my own, and he has been very good to me. He is a good husband, father and son in law. And he has Michelle and my mother. I know it isn't the same as his own blood relatives, but I hope these relationships sustain him through these difficult times.

While we are thinking these sorts of thoughts, it is June's 3rd anniversary on 23 October, God rest her soul. She comes up in conversation quite frequently. We still miss her, but are glad that her suffering is over. We often wonder what she would think of Wendy, as she was marvellous with babies. We often wonder what she would think of that silly blonde dog she left in my care. My greatest regret about her is that she was loved, liked and respected by a lot of people but that horrible illness she had would never allow her to accept that truth. She is remembered affectionately and lovingly by more people than she could ever have imagined, and that is a great legacy to leave behind when your life's work is done, and a rare thing too.

June being squashed by animals. Its a wonder she ever got any sleep. We still call that bed 'June's bed'.