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This is my own piece of Narnian treasure. Found on the ground beneath a London lamppost. It sits by our bed as a reminder of a moment… a gift… an incredible time… priceless precious people… and as a symbol of mystery and possibility and wonder.
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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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What do you see in this picture? It isn’t my style and wouldn’t have caught a second glance from me except for its title and secondly, for the expression on each of the faces. Each of these things pulled me deeper in.
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My Nanna was pretty unique.
She’s been gone a good long while but I had cause to think of her today.
I went to help a friend with something this morning. It took a bit of time but the thing itself wasn’t a big deal to me because it was dealing with stuff I understood. For her though, she’d got into a muddle and a slump and couldn’t see her way through.
I felt like that recently when future SIL rescued me from a techno problem which had me ready to scream, but which was second nature to him. 🙂
When you have your first baby, you are besotted-in-love, the going is wonderful but hard for a while and eventually you find your groove. Then comes baby no 2. Once again you are besotted-in-love, the going is wonderful but hard for a while and eventually you find your groove. Depending on a variety of factors this may be repeated as many times as required/desired but eventually the last one takes you through that process.
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