Time to say goodbye
I consider myself to be very lucky when it comes to loosing loved ones. I was 11 years old when I first heard the spectre of death knock on our family home. My Grandma Halliwell passed away, aged 92. She had been living a home the majority of my life and I would make regular trips on my bike to see her, that familiar smell of tea and biscuits that surrounded her is something that engrained in my memories. Like most 2020 hasn't been the year we all hoped for, I remember saying to a former colleague that this year was going to be the best year ever, that was on 5th January I said that, little did I know that in just 6 short weeks we would be hearing that knock on the door again. On February 15th 2020 my Grandma Jessie passed away. Now this was a shock to us all, out of my surviving grandparents she was always the strongest, the healthiest and most unlikely to bother a doctor. Saying that she had had a triple heart bypass and several operations on her knees. But alas she was the first to go. Fast forward to the beginning of October and I got a call from my Dad, I knew from his tone straight away what words he was about to impart. My Grandad had passed. He was 93 years old when he died and had been married to my Grandma since 1959 only 4 years ago we celebrated their Ruby wedding anniversary.
With everything that has gone on this year, personally, globally, and nationally I for one and very much looking forward to starting a fresh in 2021. I have a list of things I want to achieve in 2021 and let me tell you, there are some pretty exciting things on there! But that's a story for another time! Love DB x