Life is all about learning, loving and filing away those memories.
After losing my dad, my priest said to me that there are only two questions that are really important at the end:
"Was I loved?"
"Did I love?"
We come into this world, for the most part, loved and surrounded by family. Surely, as we say our goodbyes it should be the same?
I didn't want to go to The East Lancashire Hospice when we signed up for the Corporate Challenge - companies pledging to raise funds to support them, which Nybble is proud to do this year - I didn't want to go because I didn't want to think about my dad.
After all the information was shared between all the business representatives, good natured competitive banter shared and a tasty bacon sandwich washed down with a fine cup of coffee...a lady quietly stepped forward.
With a halting voice and immense bravery, she told us about the day she said goodbye to her best friend, her husband. We learned about a grandson who flew in from Australia desperately trying to make it in time. How she was gently and lovingly prepared for what was to come.
But most importantly...how the entire family was supported not only up to that terribly sad moment, but afterwards. So much so, that the memories are precious not traumatic.
I walked out determined that we would help this wonderful team. My Managing Director looked and me and said, "Are you in?"
So, we are going to do a skydive (despite being terrified of heights - all of us), we are having a Fusion Ball where we will auction off a night out with the Boss Man himself at his expense and lots of other smaller fund raising events which sponsors will be invited to commit what they can.
Please help us - It is so worthwhile.
Do you love?
Are you loved?