Well it has been an eventful year so far and this blog has been woefully neglected unfortunately. My caring role has been taking up a lot more of my time lately with my husband having the first of four planned surgeries for the year and my mother suffering from multiple illnesses and a broken leg. I have also been babysitting my wonderful Granddaughter while her parents are busy working and studying. Grace is a source of great delight and has brought so much happiness and love into our lives. I am firmly of the opinion that this is the best phase of my life so far! I love being an Oma ♥
I started this post a while ago and was going to finally finish and post it yesterday however our four grandchildren came over and I got sidetracked. Our grandchildren range in age now from six down to one; they are so full of life (each of them lights up a room when they enter it) and we feel extremely blessed to have them in our lives. After spending the afternoon researching this post, their arrival made this tragedy even more poignant for me and so I appreciated their company even more than usual and hugged them a bit tighter too! This morning I woke up to a cold, wet and windy Wagga day and the thought of three little girls out in August weather like this, in light weight dresses with no shoes or jumpers impacted on me even more. Those poor babies! One of the girls was found still clasping her doll that she had carried with her over the whole tragic journey. When my husband and I were looking around the Wagga Wagga Monumental Cemetery some time ago we came across a very sad he
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