Saturday, April 12

Gertie Thoughts

My folks are here this weekend and we went up to Alveston to see Gert and Dord (my Grandmother and Uncle). I always find these visits very sad. When I was a kid, trips to 'Valhalla' - trips to my my Grandmother's house were treats indeed. We'd play all day; either by the water or in the water; make reed boats; row (as it boat...) ; and have picnics - all very Famous Five.

And now all the energy has gone - Gertie is 99 and half - living in a nursing home down the road, and my Uncle and the wallpaper are growing old together (although he's far more active than most people half his age). It's just that Gertie was always so ALIVE - full of fire and spirit. I feel as if part of me has gone - has withered on the vine.

Memento mori? Or rather 'what will survive of us is love'?


Adam said...

bit of both? Time, like an ever-rolling stream, bears all its sons away, so yes, in the midst of life we are in death. My impression is that Gertie still WANTS to rule the world, she just doesn't have the wherewithal. Hell, at her age, who does?

Lorna said...

I like the Byrds song "Turn! Turn! Turn!" based upon Ecclesiastes3, 1-8, for this.

"There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under heaven: ..."

MortimerBones said...

Part of you has not gone, part of you has become alive, and it is your turn to continue and carry the flame. We hold people forever in our hearts, their dreams, their hopes and their ambitions. When someone gives us something, and they stop nurturing it, we nurture it instead. Gertie is very much the person she was, and part of that, is part of you.