March

A wet start to the month and beautiful sunsets are what I remember of March. The kids settled into their school routines whilst I organised our holiday for the end of the Month. We don't go away very often, but tied a trip to Heron Island on to the end of my workshop and artist talk at Gladstone Regional gallery. We are so glad that we did.

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We can’t do this, but Alby wants to learn how, so we have been watching videos on YouTube and practicing. I’ll let you know how it goes.

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Some mornings it can be hard to get up for early morning walks. I sometimes get a gentle reminder.

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Storms in the area today, we even got a government order to collect our children from school because of the unpredictable forecast. That has never happened before. We have had a lot of rain but it is over for now. The weather warning is in place for the next 48 hours, so we may have more to come….

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I fondly remember watching storms on the veranda with my family as a child and those warm memories prompted me to drag my children from their respective caves yesterday afternoon. We ooh’d and ahhh’d at the flashes of lightning and rumbling skies and I hope that they now have another of their own fond memories.

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Anyone else feeling a little more vulnerable like me? I know masks are an absolute pain, but it seems wild to think that they were essential yesterday, but not today.

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On the way back from the beach last night I saw my girls glowing.

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Another beautiful stormy evening last night.

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Gorgeous rumbling cloud formations that produced very little rain, but stunning sunsets.

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I am extremely appreciative of the life I have and I try to acknowledge it every day.

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I got a call to let me know my daughter had left her sports bag at home. I got in my car and raced it to the aquatic centre. Her school bus and I arrived at the same time. She said “Hi”, took the bag and turned and walked back to her group. No thank you, no acknowledgement of my amazing timing or what a wonderful mother I am. No hug. No kiss. No loud declaration of love. Teenager. I’m not sad about it, teens are self absorbed and she was already having a tough day, so I didn’t call her out like I normally would have. It actually made me smile and remember what a little shit I was as a teen before I grew up and became so awesome.