After I got back from the South Island I went straight back home to Feilding.
Sadly, while I was away my Nana had passed. She was very old and frail and was lucky to have enjoyed a great, long life.
This meant there was lots to organise and people to take care of. Including my poor Dad who had major surgery on his arm last week and is pretty much at the mercy of everyone else. Hilariously he has been dosed up on morphine and could hear nonexistent music – he joked that there was a little Japanese man playing drums in the corner and it’s turned into a running joke.
My heart goes to my Mum and to my Granddad. I cannot even begin to comprehend how it must feel sleeping next to your wife for 63 years and then suddenly not having her beside you anymore.
Anyway it got me thinking about how I’d like my own funeral to be should they not create the elixir of life in my time! I want it to be a celebration. There’s enough sadness in life so I’d want it to be fun. Now hopefully they get that elixir of life sorted so we don’t have to worry about that!