my dear grandma passed away a few weeks ago...and so i flew over to england to be with my mum and all my rellies while saying goodbye to an amazing woman, one i have always been in awe of and very close to, despite living on other sides of the world.ivy also came with me, which was so special to have this time with her, and as the first great-grandchild in the family it was lovely for her to be part of such a ceremony. my family in england are creative, loving, hilarious people to be around! some hadn't seen ivy since she was a toddler so it was a lot of fun for them to be together. as grandma's coffin was lowered into the ground ivy played 'wild mountain thyme' on her flute, it was beautiful. i can't put into words how much my family means to me...or how grateful i am for the times and memories spent together. this trip was such a crazy last minute thing, and not easy to pull off...but what an incredible and unforgettable week full of so many emotions. so grateful to my dear mum for helping us get there and the time i got to spend with her in her home country...which feels like home to me too :)the funeral weekend was a big family reunion with almost all of the cousins (apart from those in aus), aunts and uncles spending the weekend at my mother's sisters house where grandma had also lived. we watched old family videos, talked, ate, spent hours looking through grandma's incredible life-long artwork (more on that in another post), inducted ivy into the family tradition of charades, went on many walks, cried, hugged, cherished our memories of grandma. (we also went to windsor castle the day before we flew home. ivy was dissapointed not to see the queen!)
whirlwind. i'm feeling a bit out of sorts after such an emotional trip, saying goobye to my mum (again), coming home to deal with all the things i ignored for over a week while having another big craft fair, ivy's golden birthday and a sick goat moving into the house. this week will hopefully see some christmas-y-ness happening at our house and some clean clothes emerging from our beast of a laundry basket.