Sitting quietly grinning, taking a well earned rest
The Elder watches the little ones, putting their youth to the test.
Not so long ago, she wore buckskin and tended pastoral sheep,
Cared for her babies, singing them softly off to sleep,
Off to war in a far off land protecting freedom, she never dreamed that she would find,
A barrel chested Austrian, handsome, brave, and kind.
They raised their kids Viktor, Linda and Cherry,
around the world and in Sydney BC where they often took the ferry.
Laughing was a common sound whenever her family was nearby,
Our Elder leaves a legacy and her passing brings a sigh.
Thank you Aunt Nellie, for your devotion, patience, love and carrying forward an example of a life well lived. Amen.
I was around 11 or so when I went to stay 2 weeks with Aunt Nellie, Uncle Vik and Cherry on Vancouver Island. The bellowing laugh of Uncle Vik, the kind sweet spirit of Aunt Nellie and Cherry’s welcoming smile, is forever embossed in my heart. ❤️