She was brave and strong, no holds barred, tell it like it is. Well read and widely travelled with a love of literature and photography. A blogger ? Well why not? I don't think there was much that Indi couldn't do when she set her mind on it. She was a Wife , sister, mother and a grandmother. For those of us in roots it was her genealogical advice and silly chatter in the chatterbox that will come to mind. For me it was all the many times she helped me and my family over the years.
There is a poem which I think sums up what our Indi would have wanted at this time.
Remember Me
Remember me with smiles and laughter
for that is how I will remember you all.
If you can only remember me with tears,
then don't remember me at all
I think I will remember Indi best as she would say good night to us all in the chatroom.
"I'm off to water the dessert and toss some roadkill on the barbie while Mme and Mr. Indi enjoy a cold on before the sun goes down. "
Oh how she could make us laugh
Good bye my friend. Rest in peace with you soulmate once again.
Heather xoxo