The Innocence

My darling best friends 4 week old NMR – This lil boy has my heart in his hands.Linking in with Trish and Tina for Wordless Wednesday


A box of treasure

I’ve been sitting here starring at that blinking curser for god knows how long. The thing is, it’s not writers block, and it’s not for lack of knowing what I want to write about,  Its more the fact, how do I put words down to paper to express exactly what I want to write. How do I explain how it feels when someone you know and someone you love has basically lost their mind and become a shell of their former person.  How does one ever understand or cope with or reason with – Alzheimer’s .

I don’t think I ever could put it into words, so best not I even try.. so instead what I would like to share is this:

My Nanna lives in England, and obviously, I and my family live here in Australia. It’s because of this reason I have loved Christmas and big occasions oh so much. At Christmas time and some Easters and some birthdays, my Nanna came to visit us. My Aunt and Uncle also make the Christmas trip over from whatever country they are in at the time. We would have a massive “proper” Christmas lunch (the only way I know with turkey and pork and ham and lots of roasted veggies and of course my Mums famous TRIFLE *drool*) and then all play cricket and swim in the pool all afternoon. Of course this is Melbourne weather depending!

This was and is my favourite time of the year, ask anyone I know. We all sang together while putting the trimmings on the tree and all famously sat around in a circle while I ceremoniously handed out the gifts..etc etc.

But of course, there was always a time when my Nanna and other family members had to leave, and I would be devastated, especially as a child. Back then, England was universes away, literally impossible to comprehend as a 5/6/7/8 year old.

My brother and I would always write my Nanna a goodbye card, and birthday / Easter card. My mum being the craft teacher/guru she is, must have instilled this trait in us, cards, letters, drawings. You name it, we did it and a lot of the time sent them on to our Nanna along with photos and even sometimes some scratch and sniffs ha ha ha (remember those!)

These cards and letters and the like, I haven’t thought of in a long time… until now.

My mum sent a giant box of things over from my Nanna’s house in England this week, a box full of a lifetime of memories and apparently it’s nothing compared to what my mum and aunt have found.

Turns out, every one of those letters, every one of those photos and every single one of those cards we have sent my Nanna, you guessed it, she has them still. She has kept the most amazing things from our childhood and also my mum’s childhood. She had them all in her bedroom, stored away nicely. I guess to go through on a rainy day and to reminisce about another time.

My mum has sent me a few things, things she thought I would like to see again and things my Nanna won’t be able to comprehend again.

She has even got, and this one made my eyes well up like no mans business, the letter my dad wrote after my brother was born in 1982, expanding on their brief phone call they had (which back then for international would of cost an arm and a leg) telling her about the tests they had done on him as a new born and how he passed with flying colours and how he “the baby is beautiful”. She had that, in her box of goodies, and it made my heart cry out in joy and sink in sorrow within the same breath.

Its amazing that we get to see these things again, but its heart breaking at the same time.

Sometimes it’s hard to think about someone getting old, someone losing their memory, someone losing their former spirit, Alzheimer’s.  But, I am grateful my Nanna is still here. She is living and loving and laughing and although her memory and a few other cognitive processes may be failing, I know she is in there somewhere, the feisty stubborn, big hearted, only ever a skirt wearing woman that we’ve always known and loved….

These are just two of the things I found in the box of never ending, heart warming, treasures.

I would take a guess of the ages I was when I did them, the first I would have been about 7/8 and the second one I would hazard a guess at about 12/11. Don’t worry, I know how to spell AWESOME now!


~ Linking in with Jess for IBOT – there’s a LOT of awEsome going on over there ~


As Wednesday swings around again I am linking in with Trish and Tina for Wordless Wednesday. But I’m cheating a bit with a few little words….

This week is National Suicide Prevention Week which ties in nicely with R U Ok day tomorrow 13th September. A timely reminder for us all to think outside out own little worlds sometimes and to ask a simple question to those around us. R U Ok? Simple, yet effective. We’ve all struggled from time to time and I’m sure will struggle again in one way or another, and we all need support in those times. Sometimes you feel like you are the only one and crave for someone to just speak/reach out to you. You can be that person. You can make a change, a difference. Just three little words.

To Write Love on Her Arms is a non-profit movement dedicated to presenting hope and finding help for people struggling with depression, addiction, self-injury and suicide.  TWLOHA exists to encourage, inform, inspire and also to invest directly into treatment and recovery.

Considering getting this inked on properly.

A new mother is.

So this is going to be short and sweet.. Oh so sweet!

I’m not really in the post writing frame of mind, might have something to do with the miniature albeit seemingly grand rock concert that’s been playing out in my head since about 2pm this afternoon. You know one of those shockers that has your squinting at the computer screen and wanting to sit in absolute silence with a lavender swab splayed over your face. Yeah, that’s happening.

But I did have to share just one picture of my beautiful friend and her most angelic new little boy. N.M.R. who was born Friday morning and is just divine, he is the epitome of pure sweetness. Just simply being in the presence of someone so new, someone so small and fragile and innocent was completely overwhelming, but in a good way. I can not wait to be a part of his introduction into this crazy beautiful world. To see him grow and shine and be as awesome as his mother and father and older brother all rolled into one, that’s going to be something. He is going to one fabulous little guy.

There is nothing so amazing as to watch my friend with her little boy, I could sit and watch them forever. The love, the awe, the bond that has been blossoming over 9 months and then he is here, in her arms and she doesn’t even have to utter one word to express how in complete and utter love she is. If nothing ever warms your heart, this vision should.

Welcome to the world beautiful boy, I can not wait to show you around xx

Linking in with Jess for IBOT, go stalk some other blogers and blogettes

The two are tied.

Today I am tying in with both Wordless Wednesday with Trish and Tina AND Thankful Thursday with Kate… and I’m cheating and doing them both in the same post and a day late. Crazy I know, but that’s how I roll, living on the edge!

These two brighten my world on a daily basis. I am SO thankful to have them both. My LOVES.

Ps. he isn’t dead and she was yawning ha ha

Some time to reflect..

This life isn’t always an easy one, and yes I know, someone is always doing it harder. But I don’t mean specifically for me, I just mean in general. There are always demands; to be like this, speak like that, meet this deadline, pay this bill, be there on time etc etc

 I think its pretty easy to get caught up in the daily grind of things and not take time to reflect and to appreciate.

I’ve not had the smoothest week this week starting with having my car broken into and personal space violated, leading in to one crazy ass day at work followed by learning some horrid unfathomable news about a best friend.. so It’s one of those times I have to make myself stop, sit down, re group and let my mind find some goodness.

So It’s absolutely perfect timing that I should join in with Kate Says Stuff for Thankful Thursday..

Today (every day) I am thankful for:

  • My health (so many cold and flu’s going around lately too and I’ve scraped past   without being touched)
  • My safe place – my home – which within resides my more than amazing Fiancé who  is my constant.
  • My Ma and Pa – always there when I need to pop in for a de brief and a hot coffee.
  • My friends – their honesty – their sincerity – their trust – their hearts.
  • My job security – I may not love every minute at the place but I have a job and I am grateful.
  • Laughter – this gets me through near every day,  I am a massive giggle pot.

It’s nice to take the time to jot down even a few reasons to be thankful… now scoot on over and see who else is thankful!