Off to see Aunt this weekend. The last time before Christmas. She sounded tired when we spoke on the ‘phone, so I am not sure what to expect. I am hopeful she will see the New Year, and that when it comes, death will be quiet and gentle, and take her while she sleeps. I know that’s what she wishes too.
Knowing someone is going to die anticipates missing them. This time next year, I do not expect to be packing the car boot with fruit juices to take to Aunt, choosing flowers to give her for Christmas. Visiting Aunt is full of these significant moments that I know could be the last time I see her mixed in with ordinary practicalities.
What are the questions I should be asking her? the conversations this time next year I’ll wish we’d had?
Each year there’s one less card to write; 2013 Mother; 2014 Aunt Nessa; 2015 Aunt Kath. My older cousins move into the position of family elders.
Yesterday while I dusted I listed to a tape of Nanci Griffith.
Back in the 90s when I drove to and from work every day I listened to tapes in the car. I still have a tapedeck at home, but I have been wondering about getting rid of it. That has led to listening to almost forgotten tapes. The Nanci Griffith one was given me by my friend Richard in 1991. The year my father died. I played it a lot and it isn’t in great shape now. Definitely one for the bin. But oh the memories. And the songs. I put down my duster and stood in the middle of the room to listen to Once In a Very Blue Moon. Maybe you haven’t listened to it for a while either. Trhttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6RR7DA9e3o4
I have ordered the CD. Actually I ordered two.
Well I can’t stop there.
Here are a couple more from her catalogue to remind just how great she is.