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A father or two …

Last weekend was Fathers’ day. This has become a bittersweet day for me. My own father passed away almost eleven years ago and left quite a big gap in my life – as a sounding board, as my chief champion and as part of the ‘always been there, no matter what’ brigade.

Kevin was an intelligent man who dreamed of having a daughter named Rosemary and a daughter with long hair. I’m not sure if the two were meant to be one and the same, but it turned out that they were. He later had a dream of his daughters becoming engineers, but that one didn’t come to fruition!

Apart from the fact he couldn’t really sing in tune, he was a great dad. He was there for us, which sadly many fathers aren’t. He drove us to ballet lessons, helped with homework (in a very frustrating way … asking me questions to try to get to the answer) and tried to pass on his incredible and varied knowledge.

I learnt some valuable things from dad. One was that having a good general knowledge is really helpful. Not just to win Trivial Pursuit, or be really good at crosswords, but rather to be able to communicate well with people, whether the topic is personally interesting or not. He tried to teach me about engines too, but didn’t do so well on that front. I feel that this may have been more a problem with the student, rather than the teacher.

He did have some not so great habits though. One was a slight lack of punctuality! (Ha ha! My auto-correct tried to suggest ‘punctuation’ … now that was a thing he was pedantic about!) Now, where was I? Yes, punctuality … the man was even late to his own funeral! Although as a spoiler to a good story, it was really due to having a last minute change to the chapel at the cemetery, because such a large number came to pay their respects.

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Fourteen months later I met another tall, dark, handsome man. I always say he got me when I was vulnerable, but the truth is he had me at hello.

With him came a new dad. It’s nice to have a father figure back in my life again. There aren’t loads of similarities between my father-in-law and my dad. They’re both males, and they both love me unconditionally, which makes most other comparisons not really worth bothering about. And it gives me the chance to learn from life experience again too.

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We spent a really nice day picnicking at our favourite Mt Lofty Botanical Gardens with family for Fathers’ Day. It was a new place for my father-in-law, and I suspect he loves it as much as we do. It certainly is on the agenda for when he visits again.

In the end, despite all the blah about fathers needing new lawn-mowers, and who knows what else for days like this, it really is about showing appreciation for what our fathers have done for us, taking the opportunity to spend some quality time together and making a treasured memory. And that we did 🙂

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Got a second?

So I’m at the football again, (I desperately need therapy), and it’s half-time. This is a time at the game where I get to ‘time out’. I survey the crowd, have a giggle at the little Aus-kick kids trying to emulate their favourite players and look at the heritage-listed scoreboard.

Today the old scoreboard clock has stopped. On the many occasions I have been to the Adelaide Oval – for football, cricket, concerts, and even our wedding reception – I have decided that the clock is only started at match times. So today, either someone forgot to start it, or its 107 year-old batteries have conked out.

But you guessed it … it got me thinking. Thinking about time and how I fail, more than frequently, to take time out. I read all the stuff that talks about re-filling your cup, about mindfulness, about looking after yourself so you can look after others … and I’m totally rubbish at all of it. And you know what? I’m beginning to look like a frazzled, old lady; frantically wishing that time would stand still, just for a moment.

There are places where time does seem to stand still. Funnily enough, they seem to me to be places of nature … the beach, a forest, on a mountain, or in a beautiful garden. But time also has a funny way of speeding up when you’re having fun or having a good sleep. Oh yes … time goes way too fast when you’re in happy dream world!!

We know each second ticks by evenly, and yet our perception of time varies so much on our circumstances. Time, when you’re bored, drags on at a snail’s pace, but in contrast, I have a dear friend who quite possibly doesn’t have enough time left to do all the things she wanted to do in her life.

There is much truth in phrases like “make every second count”. Out of curiosity, I did a GoodReads search for quotes about time. There were so many nuggets of wisdom and profound thoughts that I wish I could quote all of them, but instead, I’ll leave you a link and contain myself to a few which struck me as particularly lovely.

From Jorge Luis Borges: “Being with you and not being with you is the only way I have to measure time.”

From Psalm 90:12: “Teach us to number our days, that we may acquire a wise heart.”

From The Memory-Keeper’s Daughter: “You can’t stop time. You can’t capture light. You can only turn your face up and let it rain down.”

And lastly from the ever-wise, optimistic Maya Angelou: “This is a wonderful day, I have never seen this one before”.

Have a wonderful day!!
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/tag/time

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today’s photos are: a busy bee down the road from my house last spring (Sept 2017) and one of our wedding photos at Adelaide Oval, courtesy of Lisa Bailye, 2011.

The Journey Begins

A bit about me

As an avid reader, I thought one day I could also be a writer. I wrote some pretty bad poetry while at school, but nothing any self-respecting poet would ever publish. Instead, my big career move was to an accountants’ office to administer. Except for the sum of three years of travel, I have worked with the same bosses all my life. I needed something to wake me up.

Cue: fairly new husband, work injury and possibly the need for me to work from home. Enter study and learning again to write … and here we are … blogging, not just for fun, but with purpose too.

Some articles here are designated assignments – some are not (and I’m sure you’ll be able to tell which are which). Regardless of which is what, I hope you find something enjoyable to read. Please feel free to comment too. I’d love to hear from you.

Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton

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