Saturday, 10 March 2012

Joan


My Nana, Joan is my dad's mum.  
She met my Grandpa at a local dance in 1948. He was handsome, a larrakin, well known and liked in their country town.  
Their's was a true love story, they adored each other and treasured how lucky they were.

Check out that handsome couple on the far left. I want my nana's outfit, from head to toe!

They lived in country New South Wales with their four children until my dad got meningitis when he was four years old.  Dad lost his hearing as a result of the illness and so they packed up their life and moved to the 'big smoke' Sydney to give him the best opportunities & healthcare.  I've told that part of her story many times but never really considered just how big a decision that would have been for a young married couple. 


I have so many wonderful memories of spending time at Nana & Grandpa's place growing up; summers wedged between them on the couch watching cricket, 'helping' Grandpa water his garden, dancing around their lounge room to Doris Day or The Andrews Sisters (don't sit under the apple tree, with anyone else but me, no no no)  The thing we all love to do the most is sit around the kitchen and chat, tell stories, share, laugh. 

I love her laugh.  She is kind, generous, thoughtful, unassuming, strong and a great listener.  Her's is a quiet confidence, we gravitate towards her.  She has a great sense of humour and keeps it real. 

She's also got a great sense of style, as you can see in the pictures.  She always looks beautifully pulled together and has an eye for what suits her.  Reds and blues are her hero colours. Like me, she LOVES to spend a morning with good coffee and a stroll around the shops.


In the last couple of years, my wonderful relationship with her has evolved.  She is a friend and confidant.  I'm so grateful to be getting to know her as a person, not just my nana.  Our bond is stronger than ever before.  I still love nothing more than sitting around chatting with her & sharing stories.  She reminds me of who I am, provides endless support and encouragement and when it comes down to it, I think she's the coolest! 

I'm so proud to know her.

Belinda x

5 comments:

  1. beautiful post. My nan's name is Joan as well and we live so far apart i've always missed not knowing her better. Love the old pics!

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    1. Thanks Bec. I'm lucky, she's even got a mobile so we text all the time! Vintage pics are my favourite. Belinda x

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  2. I love your post. What a wonderful relationship. Nan's are very, very special.

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    1. Yes, they really are. Thanks, Sharon.

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  3. Gorgeous Post and I just LOVE the photographs, she is one very stylish lady! x

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Thanks for your comment, so nice to hear from you. Belinda x

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