I haven’t written for a while, as I have had a rather dramatic and traumatic time. I have had to fly back to Australia, because my father passed away. It is a story that I want to write about at a later date, because it was a time of poignancy, drama, heart wrenching sadness, bizarre events and even hilarity. But I can’t just at the moment … if you are interested google “Cairns” and “Taipan Snake Bite”, as the whole saga went viral.
What I do want to write about is kindness….
Overwhelming kindness, generosity, gentle hugs, comforting food, beautiful words and wonderful, wonderful, extraordinary people.
From the moment, everything happened and my sister and I flew across the world, our family has been surrounded and supported by the most amazing sense of caring and love.
All we see in the news is bad politics, awful wars, racism, violence etc. etc. etc. But things like my dad passing away has reminded me that at the grass roots level, at the people dealing with people level, the world is full of an abundant spirit of generosity and a depth of friendship and support. And we should remember that …. all of us … all of the time. On a day to day basis most people are just wonderful.
So why am I waffling on like a greeting card. Am I being over the top sentimental. No … no I am not, I have just experienced the most overwhelming few weeks of incredible thoughtfulness and benevolence.
People brought us food, people came and cooked for us, people asked us to come eat with them.
Beautiful flowers, chocolates and cards from all over the world.
Facebook messages, private messages, text messages, emails, phone calls – lots of which we didn’t have the time to respond to, but I hope everyone knows we are grateful. One friend in particular, has really touched my heart. She just kept checking in on me, to see if I was okay. She is dealing with the passing of her own father just recently, but she still had the time to worry about me!!
One friend abandoned her family and flew up from down south to be with us. She cleaned and tidied and spent lots of time wandering around with platters of food, but most importantly she was just there, in all her kindness and wonderfulness – I will never ever forget that.
My uncle was by my Mother’s side at the hospital the next morning and his wife was there the next day. As it took my sister and I, two days to cross the world, this is something that I will be forever grateful for. And for his children to join him at the funeral was so touching, plus they were mean whisky pourers at the wake.
My old work colleagues were all at the funeral, all in their uniforms, straight from work. They didn’t really know Dad, but they were there for me and it was so wonderful to see them.
People mowed lawns, cleaned, sorted things out, took things to the dump – all without asking, all because they wanted to, all because they are kind. (And they continue to do so, whilst Mum is sorting things out to come to the UK.)
The lady in the Bank – was like an angel, she gently helped with everything and gave Mum the courage to face things on her own. I was so touched, I went around her desk and gave her a hug!
Lots of lovely friends who just popped in for a cup of tea and brought cakes, or came to the wake and shared our celebration of Dad’s life.
I really could go on and on. It was really so overwhelming and I kept asking myself why are these people doing all this for us. But I realised that there is no real reason, it’s just that when it comes down to it, most people are just nice and kind and thoughtful and in our day to day bustle to get on with life, we sometimes forget that.
I won’t now, ever.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart, all you very nice people.