"This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First, to let go of life. In the end, to take a step without feet" By the time you're old enough and smart enough to realise just how compellingly fascinating your Grandparents are, there is entirely too little time left. But I am grateful for the stories and the time shared with Nan -for that glimpse into the journey of the unfalteringly warm, funny, generous person that she was. Always graceful, occasionally naughty - you were a show-stopper, Nan, solid gold. I love you.