My beloved Aunty Wyn is in heaven. Face to face with her Lord and Saviour and reunited with her husband. This is the last photo I saw of her. It was her response on hearing that Stacey had given birth to a baby girl!
I had a special special relationship with Aunty Wyn. She was my other Mother. A wonderful caring, loving mentor and soul mate who cared for me, nurtured me, counselled me and rejoiced with me. For years I went to her home every Thursday for lunch. She loved my children and my husband.
The last time I spoke to my beloved Aunty Wyn was earlier last year. We told each other how much we loved each other and I thanked her for the influence she had in my life. She was old and deaf but we heard each other all right. We had unspoken feelings that transcended age and distance. We had an amazing bond.
Aunty Wyn Beale mothered & mentored me when I arrived in Cape Town at the age of 18 at the end of 1982. I spent many weekends at the Beale home just outside Somerset West. When they moved, I continued to visit them until happily they settled in Fish Hoek. Every Thursday I would visit Aunty Wyn and Oupes for lunch. They were so loving and kind and interested in my life. I untangled many thoughts and ideas on their patio surrounded by fuchsias! I always said ‘when I grow up I want to be like Aunty Wyn!’ I’m actually still saying it! I spent almost an hour on the phone to her around her 90th birthday and was again reminded that when I turn 90, I want to be just like her. The secret of her happiness of soul and serenity of countenance was two-fold – firstly, she knew and loved the Lord Jesus Christ and walked with Him all the days of her life. He has been her Rock and Foundation. Secondly, she was a brilliant optimist, always looking on the bright side of life.
I’ve always said, ‘when I grow up, I want to be like Aunty Wyn.’ Nothing has changed. I give thanks for every remembrance of her.
Isaiah 46:4
I will be your God throughout your lifetime–until your hair is white with age. I made you, and I will care for you. I will carry you along and save you.
God never leaves us and we are not without hope.
Aunty Wyn, I Iove you and look forward to seeing you again.
17/11/1922 – 25/10/2018
#935 of my 1000 thanks is for the eternal hope we have in Jesus Christ.
These are the days.
Keep the smile going.
God bless you.
In His Grip
Helga xx 🙂