The blogosphere is a bit like an alternate universe, especially when you are blogging about intensely personal stuff. It is vast, and as bloggers we can sometimes feel like tiny specks of dust scattered about in our infinite collective existence. Until we come together in the one physical space, the way that a small group from this vast universe gathered last Saturday for the Kidspot Voices of 2013 Masterclass in Sydney.
It has been 64 days since I held this hand, a hand that has shaped me in more ways than I could possibly fit into a blog post. My grandmother was old school, proud, generous and selfless, amongst many other things. She lived her 87 years with grace, dignity and strength beyond the ordinary. Losing her only daughter, my Mother, to the brain injury and cancer that changed our lives forever. Finding a reason to love again when my son was born, and not long after losing her husband of 63 years.