#2 My Nanny

We had my Nanny's funeral on Tuesday. My mum read out the poem I wrote for her; a lot of the family have asked for copies, because they thought it was beautiful. I really hope Nan would have liked it. She loved everything my brother and I did, all my poems and creative writing and any art I did! She was always buying me notebooks and pens :)

My dad did an amazing eulogy. And my brother was a pall-bearer, which I can hardly even imagine doing. The priest asked if anyone wanted to bless the coffin, so my brother and I went up, as well as a few other people. I feel like we said goodbye to her so well. For such a little person, she's left a huge hole in our lives. I'm so much more affected by losing my Nanny than I thought I would be: I loved her so much, but I never thought I could feel like this. It's a testament to just how wonderful she was. Even at her funeral, people had to stand because there was no room left to sit.

Nanny's wake was on Wednesday, and we each placed a rose next to her little box in the ground. Grandad placed his on top. The weather was really sunny both days.

I've been listening to "The Green Fields of France" by The Fureys and Davey Arthur. It really reminds me of her.

I've never experienced losing someone so close to me. I remember when one of my best friends lost her Nana, I was at a complete loss at what to do. I didn't know what to say, or how to comfort her, I felt like the worst friend ever. Even now, I feel pangs of guilt because I just didn't know what to do. Some people like to be left alone in their thoughts, while others need to talk about it. All I know is that you just want someone to be there, even if you're not going to talk about it.