Saturday, 24 February 2018

I Didn't Know What It Was Like To Lose Someone

Towards the end of my time at school, I would work at a crematorium whenever I didn't have to go in. There were times when I would tell people about what I did and their responses said a lot about the kind of job that I had.

Of course, it wasn't that these people found it strange that I was gardening; it was the fact that I worked somewhere that was full of graves and where dead bodies were cremated. At first, I did think it was strange, but as time passed, I didn't think much of it.

The Main Part

What I liked about it was that I would be working outside, and as I had done jobs outside from a very young age, I knew how to do a number of things in the garden. So, when I was working near the graves, I didn't really think too much about what was around me.

I was focused on the job at hand, and everything else would fade into the background. Up until this point in my life, I had lost my grandmother (my mother's mother), but I this took place at an age when I didn't really know what was going on.

Another Factor

Also, I found my grandmother to be quite cold at times, and this meant that I often felt the need to keep my distance. It then wasn't hard to realise that this woman was my mother's mother, as they had a lot in common.

I remember speaking to my grandfather (my mother's father) before he passed on, and he was talking about how cold my grandmothers mother was. He was then talking about one woman, yet he could have been talking about any of these three women.

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