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      • In response to: "What's the one thing you're never gonna give up?" I am never gonna give up smoking. It's the one thing I lean on in hard times, a reward for a job well done and a great thing to do with your hands at a party.
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    • Just your average family member.

      • I've often said that if I had no one else in the world but my family I would be content with that. They are the funniest, intellectually challenging and most frustrating people I know. If Jim Rohn is correct, I am the average of three brothers and two parents and thankful for it.

        My mother is the centre of our little universe. Beautiful, smart, funny, wise, cutting and mostly right in her judgement. I wish she could see herself as she truly is, how how strong and admired she is.

        If my mother is the centre, my father is the sun. Handsome and kind of ageless. He's not the best at telling how he feels, but by god he'll fix, paint, plan, protect, what ever you need, he'll provide. I know that's how he loves us.

        Matthew is the eldest child, very like our father, he's willing to fix, paint, plan and protect too. He's far more emotional and gentle and self aware than Dad. Also his sense of humour is honest but never meant unkindly.

        Russell is the quintessential big brother. He loves me dearly and I him, but we fight a lot. He is overly protective of what is his and furiously vengeful. He is also the most charismatic of us all, but don't discuss religion or politics with him, ever. Ever.

        Adam is my best friend. Also he is the youngest of us. He is terribly observant, intuitive, kind and by far the nicest, finest of us all. He is also Mum's closest child, she confides in him a lot. I am not envious at all (surprisingly).

        And that leaves me. I am the only daughter. According to Jim Rohn, you don't need anymore information about me, you already have it chapter and verse......

      • answered by kittycatmeow30 on 02/27/2013
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    • This too, shall pass.

      • I never held much stock in this particular phrase, until I had children. From endless crying, nappy rash, tantrums, refusal to eat anything with sauce, sleeping in my bed every night. This has been the rock on which I built my church, so to speak. It became a lynch pin, or a rock in the ocean or whatever simile you can think of.It was so important to remember that THIS particular stage wasn't permanent, there's not a child in the western world that wakes at night for a bottle at twelve. Or a dummy. Or their blanky. Or to sleep in your bed. It passes, as things do.

        It's important advice as things turn out. Sage, magnificent words that you should keep in the back of your mind. I lost a child, seven years ago, it passed. I had an ectopic pregnancy, it passed, I had a miscarriage, it passed. These things felt insurmountable at the time, if I make little of them forgive me, I've never been good at sharing. They pass, they become survivable.

        This phrase, this knowledge suddenly became important to me; my husband walked out. He left no longer loving me. I don't know why, I'm haunted with reasons. I'm hurt, broken, demolished. We have three children so I get up and put my best face on things. I never put him down, never blame him, I love him still.But I take great comfort in the fact however bad I feel right now, however I'm holding on by a thread, this too, shall pass.

      • answered by kittycatmeow30 on 01/30/2013
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    • A one sided phone conversation with my favourite cousin.

      • We would talk of cabages and kings.Of all and nothing. Of everyone I've needed to hear from lately, your voice would have been by far the most welcome. We could talk of how you cursed me with "those that touch your wounds & those that don't" and I could read you the love letter I'd written to you. I could tell you how you've "coloured everything in my life.For small reason, you spring forth, fully formed. Cracking some smart arsed joke, it's you; hilarious, charming, you, my wonderful, beloved cousin".

        I would love to read you the rest, or better, give it to you. My love for you never gave an inch, despite your reign of terror, I love you still. Maybe I truly am a cock eyed optimist. I haven't lost hope for our friendship. Despite your mother. Her crazy desperation to keep things up with the Jones' and her massive fall from grace when that was no longer possible. Despite my parents hurt feelings & the completely disgraceful isolation my father has blamelessly been subjected to. (What would Nanny say?) I foolishly love you anyway.

        I rather thought you'd call me, in the last few weeks. You've walked through what I'm going through now. I know because I was there, walking with you. Crying, sad, not that I made that your problem, but I lost Mel too. I had no one to grieve with because it was so hard on you. I walked through every moment, late night calls, midday break downs, dating again. I was there, I was supportive. I let your decisions be your own, save one.

        Do you still think about that little boy? Do remember my advice from the begining? How families are from love, how when in whatever capacity you bring a child into the world, you're committed for life? I have committed to three children for life, despite my husband, the love of my life, no longer loving me. I will make their time in the world as wonderfully easy as possible. But I do not deny them a family. You really made your own bed, with love I say it (as I did all that time ago), lie Cheryl, this is of your own making. I never judged you, I just thought you could do better.

        Since the love of your life one day up & left, I thought you may call. I dunno, coz you love me, coz I'm frightened, because it's happening to me...

      • answered by kittycatmeow30 on 01/30/2013
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    • The Thursday Night Commitee

      • A brother and sister solve the problems of the world. Just like super heros. Except we just talk, there are no special powers involved. But if we had super powers....


        It's thursday! I'm almost singing before my eyes open (at an ungodly time of the morning). It's always the best morning, I don't know why, its as if my mood is infectious. The children get dressed, eat up and are ready before 7:30am, which in itself is a miracle. Thursday moods are contagious. We dance through the school run and nothing important is ever forgotten. It's Thursday after all.

        The usual drudgery of housework is a breeze, the vacuuming, the bed making, the bathrooms. I dance to the rythym of "It's Thursday, it's Thursday." in my head and it all gets effortlessly done. Nothing is too much trouble and I want to be as organised as I can. It's Thursday.

        I do the school pick up with a song in my heart. I can hardly wait now, I'm nearly there and the song pounds in my head "It's Thursday!It's Thursday!", now I'm impatient. I'm just bursting with trivia. I buy the perfect accoutrements (that means wine and chips or spirits, mixer and chips), and I pick up the children. They seem to pick up my great mood (IT'S THURSDAY! IT'S THURSDAY!)and we are joyful and playful as apposed to tired and fighting.

        I get my sickeningly joyful self home, settle the children with rarely given treats (such as unlimited teleision and chips), pour myself a non measured wine, dial a number and sigh with contentment.

        "Hello?"

        "I've got soooo much to tell you!"

        It's Thursday.

      • answered by kittycatmeow30 on 12/08/2011
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    • No apologies and no fear.

      • If I was given only ten more years, you would find me nothing but grateful.


        Everybody is scared of dying. It's natural to want to live. That's why the "Twilight" sagas have been so seductive: to become perfect and eternal. Who wouldn't want that?! But to only have ten more years....

        What would I change anything? To change things would be detrimental, maybe I would no longer have children to hold, and ones that I can hold no longer. Maybe I'd be thinner, but would I have shared so many joyful meals (and many wines) with the people I love? Maybe changing things would mean I didn't have Adam & god knows I've said before, everybody needs an Adam. All the things I went through, the sorow and the joy (sorry for the preachy) led me to this moment.

        I am contented and joyful, or joyfully contented. I have found where my heart lies. If I only had ten more years I hope I could live them with joy (and maybe take up smoking agian coz by god, I still miss it!), maybe I'd take a little less for granted & drink more but I wouldn't change anything. My life led me here and it's wonderful.

      • answered by kittycatmeow30 on 12/08/2011
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