My Nan, where to start... Her home no matter where she moved, was a second home. Many nights a lot of us grand kids have had the pleasure spending with her and at her place. She'd have us over during school days, weekends it didn't matter, she'd set that whined up (tick/tick/tick) clock of her's to make sure we didn't sleep in, if it were a school night. She loved it when one of us would keep her company on storm nights, especially when it would thunder, she hated the thunder and lightning. My nan, as quiet of a woman she was, she loved each member of the family equally with love and with heart, however, you crossed her, boy, look out... lol. My nan and I would spend countless hours talking on the phone and got the nickname "Gabby Haze" because of it... I didn't care then and would love to talk to her one last time to say, I love you and that she was very inspiring to me as well to make sure she was happy. She is with many of her family now, and I'm sure they have welcomed her on her new journey with opened arms and guidance. Till we meet again My nan, Love you, miss you.... XOXOXOXO
CREMATION~CHAPEL~RECEPTION
