I've been dragging myself through the weekend, it's been a hard one. After posting my Rocking post on Friday I found out when dropping my little one at school that my Grandma had passed away, she was an awesome lady, a feisty amazing individual who never ceased to amaze me, her strength her love her warmth all of it utterly amazing. She was mother to 11 children which is no mean feat, she lost my Grandad when he was only in his fifties and continued to work tirelessly, she was also an amazing and devout Roman Catholic remembering each and every one of her children, grand-children and great grandchildren in her prayers every night. The hole she has left is cavernous and will never be filled and in all honesty I thought hospitals and Doctors would continue to rebuild her forever. This however, has not been the case and I sit now reflecting on a long and amazing life with a heavy heart.
However, in the spirit of Rocking my World Friday, I wonder sometimes if little glimpses of her are still shining this week unbeknown to me on Thursday evening when she left this life to start a new one I was at home surrounded by my Mum and my sister and my brother amongst others and I was art journaling albeit badly - these are the two pages I completed on the night - both pages were works in progress, both in different journals both documenting a flying person and both lots of journaling done on Thursday evening.
This one is in my A5 journal and says simply "Spread Your Wings and Fly"