My Challenge

My cousin Cherie set me a challenge today and that was to write a blog - she went easy on me and said I could blog about anything, my favourite movie, a favourite thing or something, an object that means something to me and my life..... Hmmmm what to write, what to write........

So many things come to mind - my family, my friends, people who have inspired me, 5 celebrities I'd love to have for dinner but I'm going to write about something that I am slowly learning.... ACCEPTANCE.  Not acceptance of others, but acceptance of me.  This is a hard one because for so many years I have believed what I want, deep down, is not understood by others but then I wonder why everyone else's opinion means more to me that what I want for myself and my life, and while I still do seek and crave acceptance from others, there is one specific thing that I have come to accept, and that's the fact that I LOVE being a stay at home mum and that's what I am happy doing.  People ask me "don't you get bored?" (NO!) "don't you crave adult conversation?" (That's what playdates and telephones are for) and "what do you do all day?" (interact with my son, cleaning, baking, playing, playdates, music, swimming, park play, painting, playdough, collage etc etc....)  Life is never boring and I am so rewarded by what I do.  I adore my little boy and love being home with him, educating him, playing with him and while I know that there are others out there that couldn't do what I do, but please know that I understand and accept that - but please accept for what I want for my life..... Because I do!

One year on...

God saw you getting tired and a cure was not to be,

So he put his arms around you and whispered "come with me"

With tearful eyes we watched and saw you pass away,

Although we loved you oh so much, we couldnt make you stay.

A golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands at rest,

God broke our hearts to prove to us he only takes the best.

One year ago today, my wonderful Grandpa passed away and Heaven received another Angel.  It's been a sad day today - something just didn't feel right and I realised I am still struggling with the fact that he isn't around on earth anymore.  I can't call him, can't hug him, can't play cards with him or his beloved 8-ball, although I am proud to say I can remember him fondly with the most wonderful memories a girl can ever have.  Memories of sitting on Grandpa's lap doing puzzles, helping him water the many plants, flowers and trees at their house in Trennary Avenue, Ingle Farm, and going for walks to the park or to get an ice cream.  If I close my ears, I can still hear him talking to me... "it'll soon be Christmas Chickadee" and me laughing because it was March and Christmas was still 9 months away but my dear wise Grandpa would always chuckle and say "it'll be here before you know it" and he was right, as he was about oh so many things.  

While I am sad that he isn't around anymore, and that Patrick will never remember him or have his own memories of his Great Grandpa, I am glad we had many photos taken of them together and Patrick shares his middle name, which he will always know where it came from as he grows older. 

We love you Grandpa, I was so lucky to be your granddaughter and I know you're always with me, watching over me

Till we meet again someday, you'll always be in my heart

xx