Monday, May 16, 2011

30years is a long time

This is going to be a long and indulgent post so grab a cuppa if you are going to have a read

30 years is a long time……………………..Some pretty significant things happened to me 30 years ago, things that still have an impact on me now

In the space of six months I lost my dad to a stroke at the very young age of 50, I met the man who was to become my husband (and still is) and I lost my beloved Nanna.

Although my dad and I had our moments I still miss him more than anything and this is seconded by missing my Nanna nearly as much.

My dad was a headstrong stubborn bugger and I know in lots of ways I am very much like him, my Mum keeps telling me so but I know in my own heart that I am and these traits have also been handed down to my daughter as well, although I think she got a double dose from both sides.

He could be the most kind hearted person you could meet and would do anything for anyone but he was a not so nice person when he drank.

These days I try to remember more about the good times than the bad and wish that he could still be here to see how his head strong daughter had turned out and how wonderful his son in law is and I know that he would have been very, very excited about his grand- daughter…………..she would have been the apple of his eye as I know I was as a baby.

He loved his footy and I can still seeing him walking into Arden St with his 6 cans of beer for an afternoon of footy and although I don’t drink beer at the footy, my love of going has not waned at all and Alyce has been going since she was 4 months old too. My Mum and I have been going for the last 30 years and have met some great friends along the way and I now love that not only do Mum and I and Alyce go (when she can) but Pauline and Corinne come along now to make it a family affair and we meet other members of our footy family there, Louise and Imogen and Ma Wert who we have sat with now over 20 years. Every now and again depending on work I can also convince my soul sister Julie to come along too. A truly family affair.

How I wish he was here for me to give him an 80th Birthday party as I did for my Mum but obviously this cant be. I have probably thought about him more in the last few weeks because of this milestone and wish things had been different but I cant change the past and have to move on and just think about all the good times. LOVE YOU DAD.

Losing my beloved Nanna 6 months after my Dad was also a great shock for me, I don’t think she got over losing one of her children and died of a broken heart.

I remember she was a great cook and I can still remember her curried seasoning for the roast chook, her home- made mayonnaise and her apple pies. I remember that when we went to visit she and Dad would go and play Euchre whilst Mum and I stayed at her house and watched TV. We went on family trips with her and her friend Gill and she loved having budgies for pets.

I miss her so very much LOVE YOU NANNA

And now for the Love of My Life Kevin – In October Kev and I will have been together 30 years and what a 30 years it has been. Throughout this time Kev has been my rock seeing me through the good and the bad , the highs and the lows and in our 25th wedding anniversary card he said Happy Anniversary for the first 25 years looking forward to the next 25 or something to that effect and I couldn’t agree more. There is so much to look forward too, watching our daughter bloom into the young woman we know she is already is and will continue to be and we hope along with that there will be a wedding and children for us to look forward to. We have some plans for travel and have even booked to go on a 45 day cruise to Gallipoli for the 100th anniversary of the landing in 2015. Heres to those adventures and many many more LOVE YOU KEVIN

1 comment:

A Meander Through The Jungle said...

Memories have such a beautiful way of making our yesterdays, today. Thank you for sharing these thoughts with us Kaz, time never really heals wounds, it just allows us to pack them up and bring them out again. Love you always