Tuesday, December 1, 2015
On the night that Evelyn died, my husband, Craig received a telephone call from his father. Gerald explained that Nan Pynn's health had continued to decline over the last 24 hours and that her time left with us was short. My husband promptly finished dinner with his family and started getting ready to leave to see his Nan. Max, our 2 1/2 year old son, said, " Where are you going Daddy?". "I'm going to visit Nanny Pynn". Max said,"I'm going to go too" and went to get his boots. We explained that Max could not go, as Nanny Pynn was not feeling well. "Oh," Max said, looking disappointed. That night Max seemed affected by something. He was quiet, tired---not at all like himself. In the morning, Craig went in to Max's bedroom. The first thing that Max said was, "Is Nanny Pynn feeling better?" Craig said, "Yes Max, much better. She is with God and Poppy Pynn." "That's good" said Max. Thoughout the day, he would repeat that Nanny was with God and that this was good. I can't help but agree. I recognise that the loss is a profound one, but I like to think that Evelyn was ready. Max and I believe that she is feeling much much better now.
