Part of myweekend ritual was to look at my WordPress dashboard, curious of the links and referrers that sent those visits to my blog, and I found a few referred by a blog written by a lady named Elspeth Thompson.
On the very first page was this post:
March 27, 2010 by elspeth thompson
It is with the deepest sadness that I must tell you that my beautiful and beloved wife Elspeth died on Thursday 25th March aged 48.
She brought her family and friends so much happiness during her short life and she loved to share some of the things that brought her happiness through her writing. She was loving, warm, wonderful and generous and she will be missed by many.
I will try to write more about her when I have had the chance to begin to come to terms with our tragic loss. She used to get so much pleasure from all the comments readers made on her blog and I’d like to thank you for your support.
May she rest in peace and remain in our hearts.
Elspeth’s obituary in the Telegraph can be found here.
It is a shock to know of someone who maintains a blog and recently died. I clicked on a few posts of Elspeth’s blog and was swooned by her pictures of homes and gardening, holidays pictures. There were no indication that she was contemplating death. I wouldn’t have thought Elspeth who loves growing plants would decide to end her life.
The referral was particularly peculiar, as I had never known the blog exists, and I don’t know any of the bloggers who commented in her blog. The serendipity of blogging is something that I cherished, more so when this one hit me so hard.
I used to keep private journals, I used to think what would happen to them when I die?
Now that I keep a blog (or several blogs), I would be kidding myself if I tell you I haven’t thought about this issue. And so sorry to be morbid this weekend, Yes I did. But the good thing is my blog posts are read and will remain intact in the cyberspace (as long as wordpress exists, the helpdesk support person told me!). If I felt I haven’t achieved what I wanted to achieve in my life, I can rest in peace that this blog will remain my only legacy that I could pass on.
My sons are too young to know what a blog is. But they will know this is my legacy to them. That’s how serious I think about my blogging activity.