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'When I was born I was so surprised I didn't talk for a year and a half' Gracie Allen

Wednesday 24 June 2009

Now that is what I call a haitus!



Wow. It has been a while.
So much and so little has happened.
In my last post I was going to Canada to visit my family and spend time with my Granny. It was a wonderful trip and I ended up staying just over two months. It was a magical summer spent with them. Beautiful weather, beautiful people but most of all beautiful memories.
It was my Granny's last summer and she past away a few months after we left. She passed in her sleep after a brave battle with cancer. She never seen herself a strong women but she was in every sense of the word. She'd had some hard times in her life as a first nations woman and always managed to pick herself up and keep going.
It hasn't been a good couple of years for my family, so much tragedy. We lost both my Grandpa, Granny, my cousin R and my Uncle R. We have lost too many people in our family and so hopeful things will start looking up. It has been extremely hard on my Mom. She also suddenly lost her best girlfriend that she's know for years.
It has been hard on me as well but living so far away for so many years I don't have the day to day loss as the rest of my family. But it is hard none the less.
Anyways, enough of the heavy stuff...life is a yo-yo and what goes down must come up. Right? RIGHT???
So I did what I perceived as the impossible for myself. I started uni. I never seen myself as someone who was clever, smart, or whatever enough to enter the academic world. But gosh darn it, I went and did it!(A bit of Stuart Smiley for ya!)
I had to do a tertiary prep course and upon successfully finishing it they gave me an offer! I still keep waiting for someone to jump out of the bushes and tell me that I've been "punked" and to get off campus. Those thoughts are slowly fading and I'm getting used to my new label as a uni student. I passed my first semester with flying colours so I'm breathing a wee bit easier.
Mabesy has grown up sooo much. I no longer have a baby but a little girl. Sniff, sniff... She is a happy, funny, cute and typical two year old full of tantrums and battle of the wills. Love her. I know that she will never be pushed around and told what to do.
Oh yeah, I also got my Australian citizenship. I would like to thank the Australian government by allowing big to accumulate a ginormous HECS debt. Thank you! Seriously thank you...without you I'd have to sell crack in a back alley to pay for my tuition...