It wasn't until after her birth, and death and I was on the phone to my Mum to give her the news that I remembered that Florence was also my maternal grandmothers name.
I was sobbing into the phone, and as the name fell from my lips I remembered.
How could I forget something like that?
My Grandmother died when my Mum was only just in her twenties, and I was maybe five or six.
I only really remember her auburn hair, and the aqua blue silky turban style hat she wore with the big blue brooch on the front.
She was Nanny B to me.
I recently sent my Mum a copy of the beautiful photo Carly took of Florence in the sand, and my Mum said she looks at it and imagines her Mother walking on the beach with Florence in her arms.
Sometimes I forget how hurt other people are by Florence's death.
This is my Mum's Christmas gift. (I'm safe to post this here, my Mum doesn't have a computer!)
The violet coloured stone is for my Florence and the aqua coloured stone is for Grandma Florence.
I hope my Mum, Florence's grandma will love it.
Thank you Tina.
