To the grandparents …
The death of Queen Elizabeth II is one of the most significant historical events that most of us will experience in our lifetimes. Commentators have spoken about her Majesty having been a constant, consistent figurehead since her accession to the throne in 1952 – regardless of any upheaval, turmoil and change in the UK and beyond, the Queen was there, with her handbag, her hat and her quiet, stoic stature and manner. While this is how she was seen by the world, to a small group of people she was much more than that. She was their mother, their granny, the matriarch of their family unit with, until last year, the Duke of Edinburgh always by her side. We are hearing more stories about arguably the most important roles in their lives – the fun, adventure and love they gave as Granny and Grampa. I think that’s one of the reasons that her Majesty’s death has touched people in a way they didn’t actually expect - her passing has invoked memories of the loss of our own family members. I’ve be