I wake up to the light of the day peaking in behind the blinds. My sheets, needing a change, are all crumpled up beneath me. I reach over for my phone, 9.08am. Dave pops his head in. “Are you keen to go to Healesville?” I smile, and nod. Truth be told I would probably opt…
Tag: family
Life is short
I’m documenting my journey. 2020 is honestly proving to be a rather challenging year and I need to make sense of it in my head. I’m lying in bed as I write this. Nearly 11am, still in my pjs with the electric blanket on. I feel the cold so much. I have so many days…
Poem: Family
Family;sometimes blood, sometimes notalways there no matter what.Different landscapes in designit doesn’t matter, that’s just fine.It’s where you hang your soul to say”Come with me, let’s hit this day!”Your tribe, your vibe, your merry throngIt’s in your heart, your Family song.You love, you cry, you laugh, you fight,Family grabs you with all its might.And when…
The family gathering
I pick up the phone and make the call. “Hey Pumpkin, it’s mom. Dad and I have something we would like to tell you. Can you come over at 8:30, just on your own.” Miss J and R have a friend over to stay but this isn’t something I want to tell them. For now,…
Happily demented – life, love, connections and no memory
I’ve been rethinking things. This week has been difficult. For me, but for my extended family most of all. One of our family members has advanced Alzheimers and after 54 years of marriage, the very very difficult decision has been made to finally place her, gently, in a home. Being a carer takes so much…
On reflection
I hug my dad tightly and as I do, tears spring to my eyes. This takes me completely by surprise. In the past, our relationship has been fraught. I have never been able to admit it before, but he and I are so very much alike. Opinionated, hot headed, kind, passionate. We have clashed because…
DEAR FAMILY MEMBER OR FRIEND OF THE DEPRESSED PERSON
Dear family member or friend of the depressed person, I am writing to you today because I want to thank you, acknowledge you and embrace you. It is hard to be there for us depressives who constantly see no joy in the world; who do not see the value in ourselves – the value that…
WHAT’S IN A NAME
A few years ago I was working for a telecommunications company as secretary to the Operations Manager. Part of my role was to organise all the paper work, computer logins and orientation for any new employee that joined the department. In this particular instance I was to arrange everything for a new customer service representative…
Connections
Master J finished school on Friday. He bounced into the car, full of as much joy as a nearly 17 year old boy can muster. “I’m done. I’m done for 8 weeks.” I smiled. I love the school holidays. It is just he and I at home. Mornings are lazy. No time frame constraints…
Autism and the sweet taste of success
Every now and again something happens in your day, in your life, that really is worth shouting from the mountain tops. Today is one of those times. But let me backtrack a bit. This time last year, Master J was in Mansfield attending a residential intensive program for children on the spectrum. He was…