One of the most difficult things to do is to leave a relationship, you thought that your life was all mapped out and there you would stay, it takes great courage to change. Even when things are bad, we are programmed to make the best of it, perhaps blame yourself, or external factors, rather than face the truth, the relationship has died.
|Pammy sharing her adventures with you.|
To truly love it is then we should let go. So here I was, with my God, the chapel seemed almost as neglected love wise as I, silly as that sounds thats how it felt. I had a friend albeit a building, something that had suffered, just like me and mine. I had photos of the neglect that the building endured, knew of the local fears of ghosts etc, and of the wanton neglect, of using this wonderful place, as a urinal, on the way home from the pub, that was before it was restored, but still, not nice.
|The Chapel proudly standing even after years of neglect.|
How was I going to make a go of it, my job was meagre and they cut our hours, to make sure we did not get holiday pay, but at least I had a job, slowly but surely, with the help of my daughter contributing towards the rent, and my eldest son laying out gardens, and my younger son and his family visiting often, I began to map out my new life.
|Pammy’s son lovingly created a hilltop Garden full of awe and wonderment.|
After spending 18 months for the most part freezing, and in my wellies, I had a wall mural, this I felt was very important, I had to recognise and make public that, this was a former chapel. People had prayed here, giving thanks, worshipped and mourned the loss of loved ones, it had been a very important part of country life. People congregated here with respect for each other and a like-minded drive to follow the churches example. I knew I wanted to keep this respect, love and enthusiasm in mind while I complete my religious mural.
|It took 18 months for Pammy to complete this religious mural.|
People slowly began to hear about my mural painting and became interested in what I was doing eventually, and groups of people would visit. One such group was the elderly from a day centre where I taught, I would welcome them all and show them round, perhaps do a painting and lay on tea and cakes.
|Pammy’s mural makes an awesome backdrop to her painting classes and Artist demonstrations.|
I knew these people well, there were two women sitting in the garden, the one said to the other,”do you think she is afraid living here all alone,” The other lady dug her in the ribs and replied “Don,t be stupid, She lives with the Almighty.” and that just about sums it up.
|Pammy’s Ostrich egg loved depicting a hand painted interpretation of the Ascension to Heaven.|
If you have enjoyed reading my short story then perhaps you’d like to read Faith, Hope and Freedom – Pammy’s Journey and Pammy’s latest creation her “Garden Angels” a celebration of new life, a tribute to those gone but not forgotten, a gentle nod to all that is yet to come.
Alternatively you may like to make like to visit Pammy and experience the tranquility and serenity of a small community chapel for yourself. Nestled in the rolling hills of Montgomeryshire, high above the idyllic black and white cottages of Berriew is Pammy sacred ground. Taking a short trip from the village of Berriew, up the winding lanes, into rolling hills and you will find Cefn-Y-Faenor Community Chapel standing solid and proud as it has done since it was constructed in 1826.
To visit and share a little Welsh Chapel hospitality with Pammy: Tel: 01686 640722
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“It’s a beautiful thing when a career and a passion grow together, when you find it in a Garden it’s like finding Paradise“
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