I knew that she was the kuia and her whānau were from [name], but I didn’t know the depths of it. And I knew that name because… we’ve looked after them over the years. And I just learned a bit more about [her]. I knew that she was passionate about her marae and about her community and she had been a hardworking woman all her life. Raised her four children and some of her mokopuna and did a lot of volunteer work for the marae in terms of tangi and wananga and various other things.
We were sitting one day and she’s in her 80s, and she said to me, ‘I never ever thought about dying.’ And I went, ‘Nan, really?’ And she said, ‘Well, dying is there. We know that’s part of life, but I never ever thought about me dying. My dad died young, my… some of my sisters have died, you know, my whānau, but I never thought about me dying.’ And I just kind of thought that that was just, totally unique. For a woman, I think Nan is like 83, 84… I think she was more shocked that she was having to think about [that]. Here was this independent woman that did her own gardening, mowed her lawns, worked full time and worked hard all her life, helped out at her marae, and helped out with her whānau; she counselled, she supported, she did all sorts of things, and all of a sudden, she now needs the help. Yes, that’s the struggle of the adjustment. Not so much that she’s got some mamae, but that it’s restricting her from being who she is.