current observations

Category: family

  • Grief lives in the details

    Grief lives in the details

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    Libby
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    When you talk to people who have lost someone close they eventually arrive at the point where it becomes the little things that make you miss them most. Last week saw the coming and going of what would have been my mother’s 82nd birthday. It was a day of reflection and another day that I…

  • Remembering Singapore

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    Libby
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    This is why we came, my father and I. It’s been 71 years since the grandfather I never knew was killed in action. For my father it was only yesterday. The emotions were high, the air was humid and the rain was strangely comforting. We sat and read name after name on the walls. Men,…

  • Sydney bound

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    Libby
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    Hey friends! You might hear a little less of me (if that’s possible) over the next few days. My little men and I are Sydney bound to spend some time with friends. No trips on the water are planned this time around and the weather isn’t promising to be very spectacular either. We are, however,…

  • Give me the child until seven…

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    Libby
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    and I will show you the man. If you remember I did a similar post when my jolly monkey turned 7. Well the little one turns 7 today and thanks to this Jesuit motto it’s been looming on the horizon like some kind of use by date for me to get all my influence in…

  • Wish I was here again

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    Libby
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    We’ve just returned from here and it rained but we swam in the sea with giant stingrays passing by, were greeted by lazy kangaroos each morning, fed King Parrots and Crimson Rosellas and even ducks, went exploring the headlands and shell covered bays, rode bikes, ate ice cream, rescued frogs from the swimming pool and…

  • Walking to the Big Hole

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    Libby
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    We had Christmas away this year – just an hour east to my brother and his family and Christmas lunch saw the whole family together. I’m sure we all stopped and paused to remember my Mum and we all felt her absence. While we were away the four of us went for a bush walk…

  • My beautiful mother

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    Libby
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    Isn’t this photo gorgeous? The pink coat, the blooming flowers and the smiling girl… just lovely. This photo is of my mother and was taken circa 1960 in a park in London where she and my Dad lived for 2 years. My mother passed away on the 5th of October while we were in Denmark.…

  • Remember :: ANZAC day

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    Libby
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    Today is ANZAC day and I can’t help but stop and pause. As the granddaughter and niece of men who served (and one didn’t return) in both WWI and WWII today is always a day of reflection in our family. When I was young we stopped to remember those that had fought in the Boer…

  • Chasing the Maillot Jaune

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    Libby
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    As of tomorrow all normal television watching will be interrupted, most conversation will involve talks of the GC (general classification), tète de la course and the antics of the peloton – are you still with me? That’s right Le Tour de France starts tomorrow and nothing will return to normal in the household until the…

  • Lest We Forget

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    Libby
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    Today is ANZAC Day and I always pause and remember as the grand daughter of a man who didn’t return from World War II. For a recent Uni assignment I had to research stamps and came across these which I felt were both sombre and hopeful; feelings I associate with today. They shall grow not…