Submitted by Clare Mayo
Grannie Annie was one of the most interesting people I know. When I was little, she carried out the biggest random act of kindness by looking after me and my sister when my parents were at work. Paint pictures, made up games with household ornaments and walks in the park fill my memories, wrapped in a blanket of love. As we got older, her kindness was always there, small gifts, offers of support and a warm smile. It was as she became older that she shared her biggest kindnesses: friendship, stories and laughter, turning from a caregiver into a true friend. We’d sit watching the sun turn light into rainbows along the wall, making shapes from the shadows cast and talking about anything and everything. Her last kindness was to wait until we all left her bedside before passing away from Lymphoma. One of us had been there 24/7 up until that point and she was determined to spare us that heart ache in person. All of my activities for RAK week, I dedicate to her.