Day 80 Friday 17th June 2011
Tags: 365, a year in the life, Australia, B & W, Black & White Photography, Dedicated, good old days, Gramp, Louis Armstrong, photography, Postaday2011, Project 365, samantha goode, seascape, Surfing, water
Dedicated to Gramp
Today has been a funny old day. It started really well and I had every intention of going for my swim, the sun was out, blue sky, the water looked lovely, but I kept putting it off and told myself I’d go in the afternoon. It never happened.
My mind has been working overtime today and I can’t seem to stop worrying. My Mum is moving house today and I wish that I could have been there to help. Her house had been on the market for over 3 years. It also marks the beginning for her, of starting over, on her own.
I’m so sad that I can’t be there to support her. I called her to wish her luck today and it broke my heart, Mum sounded so lost. That’s the problem when you live thousands of miles away – I feel so helpless. Truth be told, I’ve hardly slept this week, due to worry – I have unleashed the worry monster and I can’t seem to get him back in to his cave!
Today it would have been my Gramps birthday and for some reason, more so than other years, he’s really been on my mind today. He passed away in 1999 and I miss him so much. He was a huge part of my life. He loved photography, he loved Spike Milligan and Louis Armstrong. He was a kind, wise, incredible, unforgettable man.
I remember when I was growing up how we’d talked about just the two of us going to New Orléans for a holiday to listen to all the Jazz and blues music. I think I must have been only about 12 or 13, sadly we never went. We were also going to wing-walk on an old aeroplane to raise money for the British Heart Foundation, but my Nan wouldn’t hear a word of it (he’d just had major heart surgery). One day, I would love to do both of these things – for him, especially the New Orléans trip.
As a whole, my family think that whenever we hear the song Wonderful World by Louis Armstrong, it’s as though my Gramp is around and saying hello. It happens very often.
He was also a sea man. He used to be in the Navy, but unfortunately caught T.B and had to leave.
I think Gramp is not only responsible for my love of photography but also of why I love the ocean as much as I do. I like to think that he is somewhere, with his foot tapping, whilst listening to Louis, looking at my photographs with a smile on his face.
Happy Birthday Gramp – this one’s for you.