Brady and I flew to Australia for a holiday and to celebrate my Aunty Tia’s (my mothers only sister) 50th birthday. We stayed in Melbourne with my Mum and Winky, and we all flew to Queensland for the big birthday party, it was a lovely time. It was warm, there was swimming, family, memories shared and made, lots of laughter – my Aunty Tia is a fabulous person – funny, wild, accepting, generous with her love and time (polar opposite to my mother). I enjoyed being with Brady after having worked far and wide – I came back to earth, happy and content.
During this time I was keeping a gratitude journal it was a small silk covered book I bought in Hong Kong when I was 12, travelling there with Mum, Dad and J. I always thought this book so precious and perfect I never wanted to write in it – I didn’t want to spoil it. I had this beautiful journal 19 years before I had anything I thought worthy enough to write in it!
My Gratitude Journal
“Gratitude turns denial into acceptance,
Chaos to order,
Confusion to clarity.
Gratitude makes sense of our past, brings peace for today and creates a vision for tomorrow.”
The words above are from a book I was reading at the time and I can’t remember it or find it but it is attributable to a wise author somewhere. If you know who created these words I would be grateful if you could please let me know so that I can acknowledge them accordingly.
Wednesday, 10 March 1999
Today I give thanks for;
- The pride I felt seeing my brother in his suit
- The smile and held look J gave me when we said goodbye
- Licking Brady’s face when tucking her in and hearing her hearty little girls’ giggle
- The colours in all the kimonos I saw today
- Brady’s tears at the end of the clock at Diamaru
To this day I remember the look J gave me when we said goodbye – of course it has a whole new meaning since 2004. I now know that every time we said goodbye he thought it would be the last time – until it was.