They sure are amazing the women of that generation, talk about tough!
My Nanna is 90yrs old and has just got through another bout of cancer. She beat breastcancer first time at 40yrs then again at 70yrs old. She just keeps going, this woman!
Her saddest story is her birth, she was 2wks old when her mother was lying on the lounge with nana at her feet on a bunnyrug. Her mother leant down to roll at ball to her two year old sister and fell off the lounge dead. They don't know why she died, I guess in those days they didn't do autopsy? Maybe it was a blood clot from the birth or something?
I have been thinking about my great grandmother a lot, it makes me so sad that she had to go that way and leave her children and also I feel so sad for my Nanna having to grow up without her mother. Her father remarried and her stepmother was never very warm towards her.
Nanna had four children, only the last one My Dad was born in a hospital. She nearly lost her first child as she was not breathing and the doctor just layed the baby aside and said "the mother is more important" but the midwife got angry with him and made him attend to the baby (my aunty, who went on to have 8 children)
My Nanna has 18 grandkids, something like 36 greatgrandkid and now a great greatgrandchild.
She raised four children through the depression with little help from my Pop who had his first stroke at 30yrs and was sick off and on all his life.
She still lives on her own and is still going on strong, I'm sure she'll live to 100, I hope so.
She is my inspiration, I have her up on a pedestal, I can only hope that I'm as strong as she is. If I have another daughter I'm giving her the middle name of Cecilia after Nanna and her Mother.
Sorry rambled on a bit haven't I??