Thursday, January 05, 2012

We walked down to watch the bike race!

Thankful Thursday




I'm linking in with Kate Says Stuff for "Thankful Thursday" and it's a pretty easy one today......

Today, and every other day, I am thankful for my bestie, my bff, my buddy........my husband.

Yesterday we celebrated 15 years since our first date and tomorrow we celebrate our 11th Wedding Anniversary. And, like all good clichés, I just gotta say it......I really don't know where that time has gone.

Like all marriages, we've had our fair share of happy and not so happy times. We've been through a particularly tough 12 months and our marriage has survived & thrived over the year.

But this is a tiny smattering of what the last 11 years has looked like :-

  • packing up & shifting our lives interstate
  • renovating our first house together & all the "fun" that went along with that
  • being 4.5 hours drive from my Mum while she was fighting breast cancer
  • a family trip to Finland to see our Finnish Sister (exchange student) marry her best mate
  • doing the career thing
  • quitting our jobs, selling up, packing up & heading off for Europe - no other real plans
  • Europe - an amazing part of our lives
Days away: 212
SMS messages sent: 902
Kilometres driven: 21,000
Countries visited: 17
Photos taken: 3300
Skipbo games played: 168
Number BLOG hits to date: 3542
  • Bought & kind of restored a Kombi
  • Re-establishing ourselves in inner city Melbourne - a dream we had both always had
  • Bought & restored an old classic car a 1962 Porsche 356B - a thing of beauty
  • Made the tree change & headed back to regional Victoria

and in all of those "things" that make up our lives together, I am thankful that I have had my best mate beside me. But tomorrow night, as we celebrate & toast ourselves, I am going to Thank my man for being there for me this last year.

2011 hasn't been a great one....

I had 3 miscarriages in 2011, the last one 2 days before Christmas. In the last 4 years we've farewelled 5 babies....it never gets any easier...you cry just as much for each lost baby....you heart aches....your body aches for days (sometimes weeks) afterwards....you cry......you talk.....you cry....

My Dad, Fossil, has been fighting an aggressive form of Oesophageal cancer. It's been a tough one to watch. The oncologists have put a port in his chest to fill him full of chemo drugs in an attempt to slow the growth of the tumour.

We all have our fingers crossed for Fossil & we know that he is in the best possible care available and we've all told him that he has to win the fight. If not for him or us, for the Grandkids. If there was ever a job that Fossil was made for - it was to be a Grandfather (or Fossil). I'm not ready to be without my Dad , but even more than that, my little girl cannot grow up without Fossil - they are best friends forever!

So as I write this, with tears pouring down my face, I'm reminded by the title that it's "Thankful Thursday" and whilst I have lots of medicos to thank, this post is dedicated to my mate.

He is the one I turn to when I need to talk, it is his shoulder I cry on, it is his heart that breaks along with mine with each babe we farewell. It is him that cuddles me in the night when I can't sleep. It's him that makes me smile, it's him that makes me complete....it is him that I am thankful for....

p-xxx-