Saturday, April 16, 2022
On Good Friday my Nanny left us for heaven.
I was very fortunate to know my Nanny better than most people know their grandmothers since my mom, sister and I lived with my grandparents from the time I was 8 to 17. Nanny was there when I arrived home from school and would make Stef and I dinner. She would even let us watch The Simpsons even though mom wouldn't haha.
She helped me and taught me alot of things. l learned to clean the house because of her, and we would jokingly call her "Mrs. Clean" when she would clean the house from top to bottom on the weekends.
One of my earliest memories with Nanny is playing "candy shop" with her. Nanny would buy a bunch of treats, place post-it-note price tags on them and we would play as if we were at a store; it's how I learned how to count money. She would also spend countless hours flashing multiplication cards for me to help me memorize my timestables, which was definitely painful for me to learn haha.
Christmas was always extra special as she would play all of her records on her record table, the one I painted and use now. She is one of the reasons why I fell in love with all sorts of genres of music. I would tease her about her old-timey music and sing along to Blueberry Hill by Fats Domino, in the lowest deepest bass voice I could muster.
Nanny also had an adventurous side. When we were kids she would come with us to Canadas Wonderland waterpark, and even though she was afraid of heights, she would climb the stairs of the tallest water slides and go down with my sister and I. We always knew that our Nanny was way better and cooler than all the other grandmothers, because not many would be up from waterslide thrill rides, but my Nanny was.
You will be deeply missed, Nanny. I'm grateful for all the happy times and know that Alora Marie now has the best great grand "Nanny" guardian angel watching over her.
Rest in peace, Nanny
