Wednesday, November 13, 2013

A massive curve ball

My absences from here have been growing longer. I have noticed that even if no-one else has!

The house situation is far from resolved and the lawyers are now slugging things out, things will eventually be done and we will (one day) be home again.

A recent event has completely knocked me sideways, head over heels, winded me beyond belief.

My precious adored Mum passed away suddenly following complications from a relatively straightforward surgery on her knee. Mum, as it turned out, had a dicky ticker. No-one knew, she never complained of any of the usual symptoms. The specialists at Dunedin Intensive Care Unit were brilliant but in the end (even after an 8 hour operation which saw her receive 5 by passes, plus another surgery to remove a blood clot from behind her heart) it was all too much for her.

She was the eldest of 2 children. Her father was a plumber and her mother worked as a printers assistant. Mum had a way with people which made everyone immediately at ease with her, she spun wool and dyed it and turned it into all kinds of magic; she made felt and did beaded jewellery. She could turn her hand to anything, and her garden is a delight. The sparrows, starlings and wee wax-eyes will do it hard without her there to feed them (to distract them from her vege plot she said). She delighted in the simple ordinary things in life which she somehow managed to make seem exciting and interesting. She had a naïve sense of humour which meant sometimes you had to spell the jokes out for her, which somehow made them even funnier. She was a familiar sight round the wee village she lived in, slowly getting about with her walking stick and a smile.

She was such a source of knowledge and joy to us all. We will miss her so much.

At her funeral I read The DashRest in peace Mum, thanks for everything. We love and miss you more than you will ever know.
And remember "give us a call when you get there so we know you got home safely".





12 comments:

Colin A said...

So sorry to hear that but thanks for the link to the poem. Hugs from Tenon Saw (as was!)

Vicky said...

Hugs

kj said...

Sag, I am so sorry. You've written a wonderful tribute to your Mother. As I read it I dared to hope my daughter would be so proud of me

I know your great loss puts things in perspective.

Love always
kj

Steve said...

So sorry to hear this. Your mum sounds a wonderful woman and human being. We could do with more like her.

Stickup Artist said...

I am so sorry to hear about the loss of your Mom. She sounds like a lovely, gentle and wise woman. My heart goes out to you.

The Poet Laura-eate said...

I am sorry for your loss Sagittarian. What a shock for you and the last thing you needed after so many trials and tribulations which continue to rumble on. Great poem choice. I hope she is able to send a sign. I had a conversation with office colleagues about psychic matters the other day and much to my surprise every one of them had a 'sign' of some kind after a loved one passed, even if they were only recalling it for the first time in response to my question.

Lynne with an e said...

Oh my god! Saj, my deepest sympathies to you. Your description of your Mum makes me sincerely wish I could have known her. And that quote at the end about "give us a call when you get there" brings a lump to my throat and tears to my eyes. Love and hugs to you.

Reluctant Blogger said...

I am so sorry to hear this. Big hugs to you. I cannot imagine how you must be feeling about the loss of someone so close and so wonderful. Big hugs to you and your family xxx

VioletSky said...

Oh Saj, I am so sorry for your loss. And you have been missed around here (even if it takes me a few days to catch up)

Marginalia said...

What a lovely photo. Mums are irreplaceable.

The Sagittarian said...

Thank you all for your wonderful comments, lifted my spirits you did! Bless you all. xx

Keith said...

Sorry to hear that too.

Hope you have found some equilibrium now.