I’m so sad to see you go so soon – 74 and bright as a button, right until the end.
Fierce, smart and shit-hot at bowls.
It’s an understatement to say I wasn’t prepared to see you go, even when you were diagnosed, cancer took you so quickly. Right until the end, I always hoped there would be some miraculous reversal, that you were on an off-day and that the next time I’d visit you’d be more like your usual self. I’ve not yet come to terms with what’s happened, but I take comfort in knowing you would have had it all figured out.
Rest in peace Grandma. You were loved, you will be remembered.