The legacy

So officially I am an orphan.  I lost both my parents in the last ten years, and my grandparents many years earlier.  But they are not really gone, as long as I remember them. 

And I have many memories.

I remember them in my thoughts, on special days and when I go to lift the phone to my dad and then stop, or see young lambs in a field and think of how much my mum loved them.  When I see a dahlia blooming, I remember how proud my Granny was of the display in her garden.  Cream cakes and story tellers remind me of my other Nanny, a strong woman whose example and fortitude still inspire me today.  My Grandad, who was the first person I knew who worked until his final illness, a charming sailor turned salesman.  He always had his 40 winks after lunch, followed by a small glass of whiskey placed on the special tray attached to his armchair.  My other Grandad was quiet but loving and musical.  

They also passed on some wonderful genes: ability at maths, music and map reading, late onset wrinkles and grey hair, flexibility, determination and stubbornness. 

After they died all I really wanted from them was a few special mementos, things that I can use or see every day, and think of them:

My Dad's books:



My Mum's sewing basket:


The bookcase my Grandad made:


The sheet music my other Grandad collected during his life, some of it played many times:



I wish I had written down their stories while they were still able to share them, but many of those memories are still there, I just need to find the time to record them somewhere, as well as all my memories of our time together.  But I am very grateful for everything they left to me.  It's a wonderful legacy, and thinking about it is my reason to be cheerful for this week.  

This post was inspired by a chat with Jazzygal.


Ojos World


18 comments:

  1. What a beautiful post. So honoured that you chose this linky to share it with as, good memories are the best reasons to be cheerful xx

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    1. They're one of the best, especially in the absence of almost anything else, apart from my chat with Jazzygal of course! xx

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  2. What you've just written is writing down parts of their stories. A lovely record.

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    1. Yes, and since I wrote that, more memories are creeping back, I need to find somewhere to note them down. Another blog perhaps?

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  3. You have some wonderful memories there. Lovely to write this post for r2bc too xx

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  4. Some lovely memories. I love you are making sure you have your own record of memories recorded for your children, right here. With your own very beautiful words.x

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    1. Thank you! I always wish that blogging had been around in 1992 when DD1 was born, I would have LOVED it :) x

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  5. The blog is your way of recording your memories of them and memories for your own family and descendants. Lovely post.

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  6. a great way to remember them! I have the mug I gave my granny on her last birthday (98!) and a jug I gave her when I was a student.

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    1. 98 is a wonderful age, I hope you have lots of happy memories of her :)

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  7. What a fabulous list, and a great way of preserving those memories x

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  8. Oh, how lovely. Really lovely memories and I'm so glad you put them up here.
    If I'm ever stuck for old-style sheet music I know who to turn to! xx

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    1. And that's just a very small selection.... xx

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  9. Simply beautiful, I love your bookcase xx

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