The obituary notice of Marjorie COLLEY

Nan,

Seeing so many people writing tributes for you just goes to show how many lives you touched. I’ll never forget your roast dinners, the times spent planting flowers, helping you with jigsaws, putting on plays and quiz nights for you and grandad with my action figures, our holiday to Jersey, the walks down to the park where we’d play on the seesaw, hearing you sing to the radio, playing against each other on Mario or Brain Training on the DS, showing you pictures of my time in the US, looking for the reflection of your glasses in my shows and contstantly having to re-tune your bloody TV. Even the more intimate times, such as the night we cried and held each other over grandad’s diagnosis.

I keep having these moments of immense sadness, but I’m reminded of your response to when grandad died back in 2011. You had your moments, but you kept your chin up and marched on. You weren’t going to let life slip away. It would've been so easy to give up, but here we are almost a decade later. At age 90 you had a knee replacement surgery, something that could've troubled someone half your age, and yet you refused to use a walking stick. You recently battled pneumonia and recovered. You were so fierce and strong, a quality I can only admire.

You were always sociable and outgoing. Constantly going on holiday and constantly spending time with your many kids, grandkids and great-grandkids. If I ever live to be 93, I’ll be proud to have lived even half the life you did.

Although I regret not seeing you more in your final year, the day I spent with you two days before your passing will be one I’ll treasure forever. You were in hospital and aware of everything going on – and yet you were still singing and dancing in your bed, cracking jokes and reminiscing on days gone by - a testament to your character.

I love you, Nan.

“Good night, God bless.”