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Lou Lou - Me!:::::::
Hubby - Long suffering husband :::::::
Princess - My almost 11 year old daughter :::::::
Beast Dog - My collie cross (who is anything but a beast! :::::::
Arum and Scarum - My folks::::::: Sis- My little sister who is taller than me!::::::: Scarlet - My bestest friend |
| Medically Me! |
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The two biggest medical events were in 1998 when I fractured my spine and in 2003 when I had a golf ball sized benign tumour removed from my breast.
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I broke my wrist trying to recreate Balero on roller skates, on my own... (twat):::::::
I'm very scared of mice, but cockroaches don't really bother me!(as much):::::::
I am a bit compulsive about washing my hands :::::::
I have Singstar rating singing "Heaven is a Place on Earth!"
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Under Construction! - More to come here!
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| and so it began |
| Tuesday, December 22, 2009 |
1 year today, a phonecall changed my life, and so began the beginning of the hardest goodbye
Love L xxx
My Legs are Weak - Paloma Faith
I'm collecting people's tears
They cried because they miss you
They filled the seas and all the lakes
With memories the wind blew
I'd run out of jars
Before a second could pass
Didn't have enough time with you
To turn the hourglass
Pictures in my head, suddenly appear
Why'd you have to go away
It's all not very clear
Goodbye sweet angel
Sail away on teary seas
Tattooed the times we had, on my memory
My legs are weak
When i close my eyes i see you
The dimples in your cheeks
I forgot to thank you for things
Cos i hadn't seen you in weeks
Woke up this morning
And hoped for a dream
But reality sat next to me
And forced me to believe
Knocked down too soon
Like a skittle on the lanes
The man took the wrong stop
From lifes's fast moving train
Goodbye sweet angel
Sail away on teary seas
Tattooed the times we had, on my memory
My legs are weak
Funeral flowers, won't make me believe
They can carry out your casket
And i'll still expected see, you, you
Come round tomorrow
And tell me all your news
I don't ask for much from you
Sleep to my lullaby
Only give me one more chance
To say my last goodbye
Goodbye sweet angel
Sail away on teary seas
Tattooed the times we had, on my memory
My legs are weak
Goodbye sweet angel
Sail away on teary seas
Tattooed the times we had, on my memory
My legs are weak |
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| Friday, December 11, 2009 |
The 24th of November arriving brought with it the realisation that it was coming up fast, that I don't want to face it, i'm not ready.
With every christmas song on the radio, every wish, every card, my sadness is taking me over.
This morning I was unable to decorate our office at work, the tears fell. It's been almost a year coming, maybe finally I can grieve.
But to grieve i have to accept, accept he's gone.
Forgive. Forgive him for dying on Christmas eve. Leaving me with the legacy of hurt and pain on what should be a happy time. Forgive him for having to tell my daughter, who idolised him that he had gone to heaven oh and by the way Santa is coming tonight.
So my house is undecorated, cards are unwritten. I only finally started my Christmas gift shopping last night.
I don't want to feel like this. I want to be happy, I want to be festive.
It's easy to be here, countries away I thought. Easy not to have to face it day after day. Who am I kidding?
Scarlet came for a visit last month, wonderful and emotional times. A trip down memory lane, ghosts and demons laid to rest amid many many tears. It was truly wonderful to have her here if only for a few days. nothing has changed.
Love
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| posted by Lou Lou @ 10:09:00 pm |
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