Our theme this week is "heartfelt journaling". I got to work with the beee-eautiful SEI Dill Blossom line. Love these papers! They're all double-sided which makes them wonderfully versatile. And the line includes some co-ordinating plain sheets too. Perfect!
28 monthsJournaling: At 28 months you are an absolute joy. Your language skills have exploded this month and I am delighting in being able to talk with you on this new level; to start to develop a deeper understanding of who you are and how you think. As we sit across the breakfast table, you and I, discussing what we're going to do that day, it strikes me that I can't imagine my life without your companionship. You fill up the moments of our day with joy and boyish activity. I catch myself laughing with you at some piece of mischief and realise that you've allowed me to slow down and exist in the moment; to take delight in the simple things we do; to find fun in our everyday activity. You recite to me, with a beaming smile: "mom, daddy, jak, jar-jar!" and it catches me by surprise, this collection of us into your verbal declaration of our family. "Yes" I reply, "we're your family" and my heart swells fair to burst.
Photography by....Journaling. Ironically, they were reading a story about death on Playschool at the time Phil rang me this morning. I remember because I thought it was a deep topic for a pre-school TV program. Was it an omen? I don't know. All I know is that my mind was already on death and dying when Phil's voice told me you'd lost your battle with cancer.
Even so, I wasn't ready for the news. How can this be? Of all of us, you were the fittest; the healthiest. You didn't smoke and hardly drank. You worked out and ate well. We we went out you were always the one who left early to go home to bed. You were only our age, for goodness sake! How can this have happened. Why? Why you?
Grant, you were such a good friend; a genuine down-to-earth good guy; a great mate.
I hd this photo lying around, ready to create a page about my favourite wedding photos, or how I miss my Grandma. I never could choose... and so today it becomes about you - about you; our fantastic photographer, sharing and documenting our special memories. And, as the tears fall, we remember our times with you and we feel blessed to have been your friends. For me, this photo will always be Grant's photo - if I try very hard, I can almost see you there, on the chair, capturing the moment.
Goodbye dear friend.
I hadn't planned on doing this page but I sat down and created it the afternoon of that telephone call. Grant's death has been a real shock to us. We still can't believe that he's gone. And that we're still all here. It just defies logic. The lottery of life, hey? It's confronting.
Not a good note to leave you all hanging on, but there you go. I have struggled to post this week. I guess I'm just flat. Jamie's been sick too, which has made life, ummm, interesting. Just a cold. But he's been really grizzly and unsettled with this cold - more so than usual.
OK, enough from me.
Kathie

























They look GORGEOUS , Kathie.!!
Cheryl
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