Dorothy Emily Grace
February 16th, 1902 - October 4th, 1957
The past cannot be forgotten while memory lasts
and love preserves.
I quote from Julian Fellowes
"One of the strangest parts of growing older being that
ever-increasing Team of the Dead, who stand behind your shoulder
and take it in turns to jump in and out of your head.
A picture, a shop, a street, a clock that someone gave you,
an ornament that came from this dead aunt
or a chair from that dead uncle,
and suddenly for a second they're alive again,
whispering into your ear.
There is a religion somewhere in the world
that believes we all die twice;
once in the normal way
and the second time
when the last person who really knew us dies,
so one's living memory is gone from the earth".
And so I keep my mother's living memory vibrant,
full of the grace and courage and love
that sustained her.