Dr Kelly Fleming

My Grandma (Grundy) was called Home in July 19th of 2014 from a heart attack, 2 weeks after my 2nd surgery for breast cancer.

My Mum was called Home 8 years ago when she had a massive heart attack on August 17th, 2015. On May 17th, 2020, my Dad joined her after also having a heart attack and passed away from complications of a quadruple bypass.

Not one day goes by that I don’t think of my folks. Not one day goes by that a tear isn’t shed when I think about them.

I think about all the changes in my life since they left. I was in my 2nd year of my 4 year battle with breast cancer when I lost my Mum two weeks to the day before my third surgery.

Mum never got to meet her great-granddaughter who was born 2 years to the day Mum left this earth.

My Dad rarely smiled after Mum left us except when he saw his grandchildren and his first great-grandchild whom he fell in love with at first sight. She was his little princess.

After Dad was called Home, his little princess would often stand in my hallway looking at his picture and say “I miss Papa”.

My folks made a lot of sacrifices for their children. In doing so, they taught us the importance of their children in their lives and we always came first.

This is something I’m proud to have learnt so that my family comes first. I’ve learnt how to be a good parent and grandmother by watching and learning the love my parents and Grundy had for me.

The tears I shed before were grief. The tears I shed now are sadness that my parents were taken too soon from us but also tears of joy as I know they are watching us and I hope they are proud of me and my family.