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The photo above was taken in one of our most mystically magical moments. One which I can hardly believe took place – let alone one in which I happened to have my phone camera at the ready. The following sentence is one I can hardly believe is the truth. . .
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Every January of recent years has seen me having a mini-meltdown – one that most will not see – but under the surface it lurks, popping up for an annual airing. The thing about these recurrences is that I’ve learned to recognise and anticipate them, see them clearer, make better decisions and ride them out with more understanding.
It goes something like this:
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We all have stock-standard jokes. Lines. Go-to stories. Our family has sat around the dinner table many a night as our kids have grown up and worked in various service areas – shops and cafes – and customers have a surprisingly short list of comments – of which I sadly am one. So when we think we’re being funny and amusing to the waitress, or the young man at Bunnings – unless it’s their first day on the job, your remark is unlikely to be their first hearing. (“No price tag? Oh it must be free then”. Go on – admit it. You know you’ve said it).
The slightly disconcerting thing about the graphic above is that I wrote that story at about age 6, and all but the last page of it has come to be – and in the order it is written. Now perhaps theres some prophetic license being entered into here but this little story has long caused mirth in our family. It was first read out at my 21st – married then for 18 months and no kids in sight for a while – all those babies were ficticious hilarity but even then it was noted that I had indeed:
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