Today is the full moon and once more I shall make a pot of tea for my ancestors.
In particular today I remember my grandfather George who died this day last year and my grandmother Pauline who died two days ago.
It is poignant that my grandmother’s funeral will take place exactly one year to the very day of her husband’s in the same church, with the same minister. She will then lie with her husband once more.
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Pak Karamu reading your blog