It is in those moments when all is silent, all are asleep that your mind races, how to switch off thinking! What if my mom was still alive, what if I had miraculously got married and had kids, what if……My cousin asked me last week what I would leave behind when I died. My answer, not much! Maybe nothing! Peanuts and wine I later thought. I asked myself does everyone have to leave a lasting legacy? I know I think of my moms chocolate cake, my grandmothers yorkshire puddings, Uncle Harold’s dubious pizza choices and Uncle Tom giving me a lesson on life over a beer with his ‘friends’ who happened to be sex workers!
I ask myself have I been there for friends and family? I like to think so, I am not sure that is leaving anything behind. Uncle Harold left a wing of a hospital, care of the dying was his legacy. My mom left behind her cook books and some great vases! The outpourings of grief having lost someone are, I think, a reflection of how much we loved them. Love is the the thing we carry with us and take us to wherever we may go. So maybe how much I love my friends and family is what I leave.
I spent some time in Teddington Cemetery this week. I loved this headstone!
A bit of a depressing post but also without sadness you do not appreciate happiness.
Have a fabulous week my lovelies!