This is possibly the hardest blog post I have ever done and there is no way to say it other than straight out:
Grant, my husband of 45 plus years, school sweetheart and ultimate friend, passed away last Monday.
As you can all imagine it has been a hectic week and I didn't get to post here at all. Some of you saw the condolences on Facebook and sent me messages. Thank you.
We had a private burial on Thursday on our son, John and daughter-in-law, Debbie's farm.
Walking down the path to near the river where we lay Grant to rest
I was reminded of happier times when Skabenga and Eddie and I walked this path - often!
Our older son, John and his oldest, Joshua; our younger son, Angus and his older son, Joel cover the grave while Bethany waits to place her wildflowers (picked along the path to the gravesite) on Granddad's grave
The grandchildren sitting in the shade at Granddad's graveside
The littlest Hedges, Liam clutching a bunch of statice and waiting in his dad's arms to put it on Granddad's grave
Bethany smiles beautifully for Granny's camera!
On Friday we had a memorial service at a resort nestled at the foot of the mountain peaks. Grant's brother, Charles piped the service in playing Amazing Grace
Some of the biker friends who drove up from Durban to attend the service. Here I am with them and my BIL, Charles
The whole Valley community was most supportive. Estelle made the funeral sheets; Ann our communications person in the Valley sent her the photo of Grant at the Pink Bra Walk a little over a month ago. (I posted about it at the time)
Rest in Peace my dearest, darling Grant