So my Nana passed away on the 24th of October, 2017.
I wrote this to be read at her memorial, which is today (November 18).
Nana was great to talk to. I didn’t realize just how great until after she moved to her apartment. We used to talk at least once a week, and at one point, when she was stuck at home due to flu going around, we talked almost every day.
I remember so many things about Nana.
One thing I remember is that we used to have eggo waffles at Nana’s house, and once in awhile she’d buy them for Jackie and I when she would come stay with our family.
There were also the “bulletin rules” that happened when Nana would take us with her to assemble the bulletins for her church. I remember that Michael, Jackie and I had rules (some of them were probably Nana’s, others were done by the three of us, and maybe Angela, I don’t remember if she was with us for that or not), called the bulletin rules, that we had to take care of to go swimming at Nana’s house afterwards.
I remember sleeping over at Nana’s house during school breaks, and having breakfasts with her, Jackie, Angela, and Michael.
Her house was always cool in the winter, and she’d grab her robe for me to use, as she always had layers on already.
I love Nana very much, and she is very missed.
I forgot to put in about the hot chocolate she kept around. She also kept a cabinet full of tea until her doctors told her she couldn’t have it around. My love of tea comes from her and my Dad, and my tea collection comes from how she had one for so long. She also kept sleepytime tea around for us to drink at night (if we wanted to).
She taught me to crochet, a skill I am still working on, and I’ve passed it on to my daughter.
Ok, this info is elsewhere as well, but I want to make sure you all see it….
Aaaand we are done … BIG NEWS EVERYONE! After 6 weeks of working on getting us ready and into my inlaws house I can announce the move is done. We had 30 days to move and I had been slowly working on the house for two weeks because of the hope we would be able to. Main reason we went back to my in-laws (besides being w family) is health stuff, though there are other reasons, of course. So…. We moved. And it was probably the biggest reason I’ve been so stressed and weird, though there are a couple other situations I need to tend to before all is well again.
As much as I enjoy making scarves for people…. I’m running out of yarn… I need to start making money w my scarves if I want to be able to afford to make them (note, if I’ve said you or your kids – or spouse in the case of my sister’s husband – would get a scarf, and I’ve done so before this post gets posted, you are being gifted.)
If you want a scarf message me and we will work out a deal.
NOTE: I WILL POST PICTURES OF SOME SCARVES WHEN I CAN GET GOOD PICTURES OF THEM!!!!
I finished a scarf that has been sitting 3/4s of the way done for quite awhile, and started a new one. I also have my Dad and Johnny’s scarves to finish.
I’ll try to get pictures to edit in at some point today.
I was reading this article on memory and depression and it made me take some time to think about how my memories and memory problems have impacted me.
This has taken a lot of my self esteem, as well as my confidence, and parts of who and what I was/am. I don’t remember ever having a great memory, but it was bad by the time I was in high school, and has just continued to worsen. It’s to the point I have to write things down or post them here on facebook, or constantly reiterate them verbally. It has not helped my OCD, as I start obsessing over the fact I can’t remember things, and I obsess about things that I want to remember. It has not helped my depression, as I feel less and less like a person, and less and less like a functional person. It was not helped me emotionally because of all of the above. And it has not helped me physically because I forget if I’ve done things or not, and I forget if I need to do things (showers go longer than they should at times because I forget, and I try to clean up every day with wipes but there are times where I forget if i’ve done so or not…
That’s just the tip of the iceberg.
There is good as well, but it’s hard to remember or come up with good things.
So the other day I mentioned some stuff about my former relationship with my now ex-husband.
Tonight we happened up on a Gallagher clip. It brought back memories of sitting on the couch with my ex, watching the dvds we had (he has?) and memories of buying the collection. My ex introduced me to Gallagher, and I enjoy watching, sometimes I’m emotional when I watch, and I don’t watch it as much as I used to – it’s a clip here and a clip there, spread out over 10 years, rather than a whole dvd at once.
Another happy memory is the Final Fantasy games. I only played FFX and the start of FFXII when I was with him, but I do still enjoy them, and play when I can. I remember when I first got FFXIII and I got melancholy over the Final Fantasy games in general. I don’t want my ex back in our lives, and neither does Johnny, but at times I almost wish I could call or email him and tell him things, like about Mischief and how he’s doing, and about video games and little things that actually meant and mean something from our time together.