Remembering Nana

My friend Sue thinks that my daughter looks just like my nana.  I like that.  I loved my nana and miss her a lot.  I loved talking to her and she always made the time to listen.  Her name was Alice and it suited her so perfectly.  Alice - say it out loud.  It is a calm breath on the wind.  And that was Nana.  I really wish that she was here now - she had the best hugs and the right words.  Oh Lea Anne she'd say - it's alright.
I came across this picture of her and I - I think I was about 5.  Her smile says it all.
During the funeral arrangements, I discovered that Nana loved butterflies.  I didn't remember that.  I knew that purple was her favourite colour.  My friend Anna gave me a sympathy card that had a purple butterfly on the front.  Anna had no idea how symbolic that was.
Nana leaves behind children, grandchildren and great grandchildren.  And a beautiful legacy of kindness, compassion and generous spirit.
Love you and miss you Nana.