Mum, this is for you. Thank you for being such a wonderful and dedicated Mum. Charlotte xx
Carol was born in Johnstone, Scotland on September 12, 1957. She was greatly loved and is deeply missed by all her family and friends.
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My Mum was an amazing person who was taken from us so early in her life and she's missed very much. Here is a little bit about her.
My Mum Carol passed away on the 7th of October 2005, it was less than a month after her 48th birthday. Her 3 children, 3 sisters and partner were by her side which is exactly how she wanted it. Mum had battled so bravely with stomach cancer since the summer of 2004 and smiled right to the end.
Mum had 4 children but sadly lost one (James) when he was just a few months old. The others are me (Charlotte) born in 1979, Caroline (1981) and Stewart (1984). James was born in 1982. She also had 4 sisters who she thought the world of. They are Jean, Lynn, Alison and Christine although Christine was also taken from us suddenly when she was only 23. Nana (Mum's Mum) is still living in the house the family grew up in. She's been through a lot and is a walking miracle (I think anyway). There is also Taya, Mum's only grandchild and her pride and joy! Mum and Taya had an exceptionally close relationship and she even used to say she didn't want anymore grandchildren as she couldn't imagine loving them as much as she loved her little Tay Tay!
Mum's family were the most important thing in her life and we were and still are a very close family. Even when Mum moved to England she would visit everyone regularly. All the sisters are very similar and you can see a little of Mum in each one of them.
I was there the day my new baby sister was born .We lived in a small attic room at the top of the building .The midwife came up the stairs carrying a black medical bag [ although i didn't know that's what is was at the time ] She said to me i have your new sister in this bag , bet you Carol didn't like that it was a small bag ha ha . She looked so different from me . I thought she was a boy .I slept in a bed recess those old enough will know what that is ,it had a curtain across it ,and i had a gold coloured quilt .I don't know how long we lived there but Carol was walking by the time we moved to Tannahill cresent ,near where nana lives now .Carol's cot was next to the bed sette where our mum and dad slept One morning we woke up Carol was standing up in her cot ,underneath the cot our cat slept in a basket,she had kittens during the night .I don't know what happened to the cat when we moved .I think you were supposed to put butter on its paws so it didn't get lost.
One day me and nanny went to the chemist and bought some baby stuff.Then we went back to nanny's house and put a blancet on the floor then i went and got some dolls from upstairs.Me and nanny had one each and changed their nappies and gave them bottles.After a while we got bored and made cakes.It was a fantastic day just me, nanny, shelly, tarb and jappy.I miss all the fun and exciting things we used to do together.
I watched you go
You did not cry
I held your hand
As we said goodbye
You closed your eyes
Took your last breath
Your pain was all over
As you welcomed death
I cried for you
Now the pain is in me
My broken heart
Will never be free
Another day passes
My life goes on by
I think of your memory
As I sit here and cry
I remember the good times
There were many we shared
And I always knew
That forever you cared
In time you grew weaker
And I cared for you
I promised I would be there
When the moments became few
I did it for love
Is all that I can say
Your life has gone
Death has taken you away
I will carry your memory
Right here in my heart
Until the time comes
That I too must part
Somewhere in my heart,
Beneath all of this pain,
Is a smile I still wear...
At the sound of your name.
The precious word is "Mum"
She was my world, you see,
But now my heart is breaking,
She's no longer here with me.
God chose her for His angel
To watch me from above,
To guide me and advise me
And know that I'm still loved.
The day she had to leave me,
Her life on earth was through,
But God had better plans for her
For this, I surely knew
When I think of her kind heart
And all those loving years,
Because we're only human,
They're bound to bring us tears.
She truly was my best friend,
Someone I could confide in,
She always had a tender touch,
A soft and gentle grin.
I want to thank you Mum
For teaching me so well,
Even though the time has come,
That I must bid you farewell.
I'll remember all you've taught me
And everything you've done...
For I had no better teacher,
Thank you ..... My Dear Mum.
My angel has a heart so precious,
and sometimes her hair shines of gold.
She is full of love and kindness,
she makes my life meaningful and bold.
My angel is so smart,
always showing me the right way.
Without her I'd be lost,
I know she'll never lead me astray.
My angel is beautiful,
she is so special and like no other.
I love her,
for my angel is my mother.
As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will. You will have your heart broken probably more than once and it's harder every time. You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken. You'll fight with your best friend. You'll blame a new love for things an old one did. You'll cry because time is passing too fast, and you'll eventually lose someone you love. So take too many pictures, laugh too much and love like you've never been hurt because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back.
Don't be afraid that your life will end,
be afraid that it will never begin.
Carol was born on September 12, 1957 in Johnstone. She was the second of 5 girls born to Margaret and Charles Grant.
I've been told that Mum had wanted me for a long time before becoming pregnant. Mum also said she thought I was a baby goat when I was born! She loved Stevie Wonder and 'Isn't she Lovely' was playing when I came into the world. I was born at Leicester Infirmary.
Caroline was born 18 months after me. Nanna looked after me whilst Mum was in hospital. She was born at the Royal Alexander Hospital in Paisley.
James was Mum's first boy and when he died of cot death only 4 months later Mum said it was only Caroline and I that kept her going. I like to think that she's reunited with him now.
Stewart was born at Kettering General Hospital. He was so cute when he was little and I remember Caroline and I always trying to cuddle him which he didn't like as he got older.
I was there the day my new baby sister was born .We lived in a small attic room at the top of the building .The midwife came up the stairs carrying a black medical bag [ although i didn't know that's what is was at the time ] She said to me i have your new sister in this bag , bet you Carol didn't like that it was a small bag ha ha . She looked so different from me . I thought she was a boy .I slept in a bed recess those old enough will know what that is ,it had a curtain across it ,and i had a gold coloured quilt .I don't know how long we lived there but Carol was walking by the time we moved to Tannahill cresent ,near where nana lives now .Carol's cot was next to the bed sette where our mum and dad slept One morning we woke up Carol was standing up in her cot ,underneath the cot our cat slept in a basket,she had kittens during the night .I don't know what happened to the cat when we moved .I think you were supposed to put butter on its paws so it didn't get lost.
I started to build my tribute to my Mum Carol Grant today.