Just to let you all know that my foster Mum's daughter, Frannie, passed away at 2.30pm this afternoon. The whole family is devastated and I am having trouble holding it all together. The pain I feel at the moment is absolutely unbearable but I'm trying to deal with my 8 year old DS's grief too which is very hard.
For those of you who haven't read my posts before, could I please ask you to read this and give thanks for Frannie's life? I'm sorry it is a bit long but I believe she deserves to have as many people as possible know what a wonderful human being she was.
I was fostered in 1959 at the age of 6 months old to a wonderful lady and her husband and daughter. The lady was Sarah Ann, her husband Joe and one of their two daughters, Frannie. We originally lived in Dagenham, Essex but they moved shortly after I arrived to Brightlingsea in Essex where Frannie had got a nursing job at a nearby hospital nursing the elderly. Sadly Joe died soon after the move. Frannie's life was completely dedicated to helping others. She never married but fulfilled her maternal needs through her own Mum's foster children. When I returned to my biological parents at the age of 5 years old I kept in touch with "Mum" and Frannie. My biological mother has never once, in the last 38 years showed me the amount of love that those two women did in my first 5 years, and since. They celebrated the joy I felt when I met my future husband when I was just 14 years old. In 1984 "Mum" died by which time she was in her late 70s. Her loss left a huge void in my life but I still had Frannie. Frannie had sadly had to give up the job she loved about 20 years ago when the Crohn's disease worsened. By the time she retired, she had reached the position of Senior Sister in the hospital. Frannie was there through my series of miscarriages but shared my joy when my son was born. She has been a constant in his life and they adored each other.
The only link I have left now is "Auntie Fran", "Mum's" sister and Frannie's aunt. She is now 83 and though she is in wonderful health for her age, I fear that her niece's death will take its toll. They were more like sisters really, as Frannie was 69. They used to take holidays together after "Mum" died and have always been very close.
If you have made it this far, thank you. I'm sorry it is so long, but it was a life worth giving thanks for, even if you didn't know her personally.
Jackie