A Memory for Mother’s Day
I’d like to dedicate this Mother’s Day blog post to one of the most amazing women I have ever met or I imagine I will ever meet, my Nana, who passed away last year. She was a woman who had no idea just how remarkable she was. Unwavering in her moral ground and limitless in her love, my Nana was one of a kind and it is an honor to be able to tell you a wee bit about her.
It would take many books to truly be able to describe to you what an amazing women she was; she was nothing short of a heroine for the things she managed to accomplish in her life. The wonderful thing about my Nana, though, was that she managed to couple fighting for world peace, nuclear disarmament and the abolishment of apartheid (oh yes, my Nana loved a good trip to a dangerous region of the world, or a massive public demonstration) with such a wonderful sense of fun.
She was the woman that would whisk me off to her apartment (well she’d call it a “flat”) in London’s Hampstead Heath where we’d watch hours of “Golden Girls” while eating away boxes (and I mean BOXES) of chocolates. Thinking about this now reminds me that it was during one of those massive chocolate sessions when we first devised the plan that I should move to the United States. After all, the Golden Girls were certainly having lots of fun, weren’t they?
My Nana didn’t have any sense of rules when it came to me and whether that meant chocolate and ice-cream for every meal, or three pairs of ridiculous shoes instead of the sensible school ones my mum had sent us out to buy, or even flying to India in the middle of a war, my Nana was nothing short of amazing.
My son and I went for pain au chocolate this morning with a scoop of vanilla ice-cream in honor of my Nana and his great Nana, and as we were sitting there watching the world of people and cars wiz by (a favorite past time of hers), I looked up and saw the chocolate smeared around his lips and I couldn’t help think that my Nana was sitting with us loving the ridiculous fact that we were having ice cream for breakfast.
If you are feeling up to it today, have a piece of chocolate for my Nana, or the Nana in your life, and have a very, very Happy Mother’s Day!