In the hustle and bustle of our busy lives it becomes easy to overlook certain things, one of which is the importance of family. My family, including those who have passed away, are very important to me in my everyday life.
The image above is a picture of my Gran and Grandad – Monica and Vince – along with their three children, Paul, Michael and Julie (my Mam, on the right). My mam was around 8 at this point, shortly before her father, my Grandfather, passed away.
Unfortunately, just a few years later, Michael, the baby in the photo, also passed away. I never got the chance to meet them, but I’ve always thought about them, and since I acquired my Irish Citizenship in 2016, my Grandfather, who was from County Mayo on the west coast of Ireland, has been on my mind a lot.
This year marks the 50th year since his passing, and lately I’ve been visiting the cemetery where he is buried with a view to ‘refreshing’ his grave as at present I don’t feel like it’s a well maintained tribute to his legacy. My Gran is unwell with Alzheimers so she’s not really in the position to make sure it’s maintained and that his legacy is honoured, so I feel that the responsiblity has now passed onto me.
It’s important for my to continue my Grandfather’s memory, for his sake and for that of my Gran, who I’ve always been close to, and who has had a challanging time over the years since Vince died.
How I continue to do that plays an active part in my daily life, and I’ll certainly be sharing more about this right here on my blog.