Today was very much a day like every other until my phone buzzed.
Now it is a day we won’t forget. It’s added to the dates we keep track of without even knowing we keep track of them. The goodbyes that happen. The ends or are they beginnings?

Along time ago (longer than we care to remember) there was a beginning. The beginning of years of being a “bad influence” and of late nights and long weekends and school holidays. Of being comfortable in each others homes. Of knowing our parents and each others parents. Of nicknames and fun and games. Of milestones and life’s mysteries. Of growing up (?) and getting bolder. Of changing lives and growing older. Always knowing that changes would come but not when.
We’ve seen a few so far.
And today another shift in the fabric of life.
And from today everything is different.

This is my way of finding my way around this latest life event because whether I realised it while growing up or not, over the years other parents play a part in our lives/my life. Not just our own. We don’t live in bubbles. Family is more than blood. Family are the people who show up.
And sometimes we forget to say thank you or we don’t have the words.

Peg, you appreciated my Ode To Profundity far more than my English teacher (or parents) at the time.

I never did get the hang of fortune telling (still makes me laugh though). 🙂

Thank you, Peg, for being there when the unthinkable happened and for sharing your story when I very much needed it.

Thank you for the champagne and the laughter.
There’s a good chance you, mum, and the Nana’s all melded into one when I created “June Tracey”.
🙂 🙂