Yesterday, this girl sang AMAZING GRACE at assembly - a very proud mama moment
Dear Ella, I felt so proud of you you sang beautifully!
Loveyou to the moon and back
Love
Mamaxxxxx
Monday, March 19, 2012
AMAZING GRACE
Yesterday, this girl sang AMAZING GRACE at assembly - a very proud mama moment
Dear Ella, I felt so proud of you you sang beautifully!
Loveyou to the moon and back
Love
Mamaxxxxx
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
TALKING OF CHILDHOOD MEMORIES MINE AND YOURS
It is 2012 and I am pondering what to write, so much to tell my girls, so much to share, remembering to talk to them about where they came from, their heritage and all the things that shaped me as a person from my childhood, to assist in their future.
Special things, little things, like playing mudpies, flying kites, long stories told by the fireside, of apple fritters, and home made bread, of drop scones, and walks in the Botanical Gardens. Watching my beautiful Mother talk to my girlfriends about growing into women, when their own Mothers could not. The smells from the kitchen of home made chocolate cake, jam slice, pineapple tart, the biscuit tins were always full..
Special things, little things, like playing mudpies, flying kites, long stories told by the fireside, of apple fritters, and home made bread, of drop scones, and walks in the Botanical Gardens. Watching my beautiful Mother talk to my girlfriends about growing into women, when their own Mothers could not. The smells from the kitchen of home made chocolate cake, jam slice, pineapple tart, the biscuit tins were always full..
Thursday, September 8, 2011
GENEROSITY OF THE HEART FOLLOWING IN MY MUM'S FOOTSTEPS
I have been thinking a lot about writing about generosity, I was raised by a wonderfully strong forward thinking Mother (my Father passed away when I was 10 years of age). Mum grew up without parents and was raised by a very "old fashioned" (at the time) Aunt. My memories of my beautiful Mum whose name was Alvie Alice, were warm, filled with home made baked bread, pineapple tart, jam coconut slice, home made relishes, home made jams and a home that was always welcoming to those in need.
Our Christmas lunch table was always filled with our family plus extra people who did not have family. I remember Mum always stopping at bus stops if anyone was waiting for a bus and giving them a lift. Incidentally I do this in our little town, and the reaction from people is one of amazement that someone would think to stop.
My Mother passed away when I was 23 in 1979 from a brain tumour.
Recently we were running a little late and drove past the bus stop and Ella said "Mama stop please you missed the lady at the bus stop she needs a lift and it is raining".
Mum had suffered a mostly difficult upbringing but she did not ever resort to the "poor me" syndrome. She was always positive, always baking for someone and always thinking of others.
This brings me to the "Secret Sisters" - a very diverse group of beautiful ladies.
Up until 2010 I was very much involved in the community assisting families in need, gathering bedding, clothes, food etc. Then out of the blue I suffered a heart attack (I will talk about this in another post). I had to learn to slow down, very difficult for me!
A friend spoke to me about how someone at her Church started a special Secret Sisters program for about 80 women. Each woman was given a name and over the next year the women would do something special anonymously and at random times with perhaps a card,some flowers, a small gift left in the letterbox.
I decided that there were 6 ladies from our school who might like the idea! I also doing it on a smaller scale would be manageable!
So I invited them to write 6 things they loved (ie: I like to write in journals and love to use nice pens, little frames, quotes,) on a piece of paper, place this paper in an envelope and asked them to bring them to the local coffee shop.
Before they arrived I placed a chocolate at 6 places on the table to have with their coffee. These special gorgeous ladies a very diverse group, all with beautiful hearts arrived and we ordered coffee.
We exchanged envelopes "under the table" and we quickly placed them into our handbags!
Our Secret Sisters have gone on to holiday with our families together, help out families in need through the school anonymously, along with spoiling each other with a "little something" that always comes at the right time in our letterbox.
Sometimes one of us finds a little something under our windscreen wipers on our cars in the School car park!
I am grateful for my secret sisters they have helped me when I was sick in hospital -one of them arrived the second day I was there armed with new pjamas, new dressing gown, new underwear, toilet bag filled with girly stuff.
So our little group has become a Secret Sisters to the rescue in many cases, and I am grateful for every one of them.
Our Christmas lunch table was always filled with our family plus extra people who did not have family. I remember Mum always stopping at bus stops if anyone was waiting for a bus and giving them a lift. Incidentally I do this in our little town, and the reaction from people is one of amazement that someone would think to stop.
My Mother passed away when I was 23 in 1979 from a brain tumour.
Recently we were running a little late and drove past the bus stop and Ella said "Mama stop please you missed the lady at the bus stop she needs a lift and it is raining".
Mum had suffered a mostly difficult upbringing but she did not ever resort to the "poor me" syndrome. She was always positive, always baking for someone and always thinking of others.
This brings me to the "Secret Sisters" - a very diverse group of beautiful ladies.
Up until 2010 I was very much involved in the community assisting families in need, gathering bedding, clothes, food etc. Then out of the blue I suffered a heart attack (I will talk about this in another post). I had to learn to slow down, very difficult for me!
A friend spoke to me about how someone at her Church started a special Secret Sisters program for about 80 women. Each woman was given a name and over the next year the women would do something special anonymously and at random times with perhaps a card,some flowers, a small gift left in the letterbox.
I decided that there were 6 ladies from our school who might like the idea! I also doing it on a smaller scale would be manageable!
So I invited them to write 6 things they loved (ie: I like to write in journals and love to use nice pens, little frames, quotes,) on a piece of paper, place this paper in an envelope and asked them to bring them to the local coffee shop.
Before they arrived I placed a chocolate at 6 places on the table to have with their coffee. These special gorgeous ladies a very diverse group, all with beautiful hearts arrived and we ordered coffee.
We exchanged envelopes "under the table" and we quickly placed them into our handbags!
Our Secret Sisters have gone on to holiday with our families together, help out families in need through the school anonymously, along with spoiling each other with a "little something" that always comes at the right time in our letterbox.
Sometimes one of us finds a little something under our windscreen wipers on our cars in the School car park!
I am grateful for my secret sisters they have helped me when I was sick in hospital -one of them arrived the second day I was there armed with new pjamas, new dressing gown, new underwear, toilet bag filled with girly stuff.
So our little group has become a Secret Sisters to the rescue in many cases, and I am grateful for every one of them.
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
SUPER HERO NANCY DREW!!
For weeks Ella planned to dress up as Nancy Drew - she planned her outfit, equipped with magnifying glass, leather satchel, "the" letter giving clues (most important apparently lol)cardigan, headband, sensible skirt long sox and sensible shoes (actually Nancy Drew wore "penny loafers" Mama - I convinced her that I could not find a pair of penny loafers in Australia, so her school shoes sufficed!
SUPERHERO DAY CHRISTIAN COLLEGE AUGUST 2011
Mia dressed as Mrs Incredible elasti woman!!
What a colourful day at school it was - there were lots of modern superheroes and some of the "older" ones too!
Oh Mia you have come such a long way since arriving very early in the year 2000!
In a very short few weeks you will turn 11 - I can hardly believe it sweetpea!
Sunday, August 7, 2011
My Very First Post on my Personal blog!
The questions I ask myself this year after turning another year older - there are many of course - but one of the major ones is - Marelle why another blog? - This time not a scrappy one but a record of my beautiful family.
As an older Mum I often think about the years to come, this is why I scrapbook my family's life, so they will have a record of their lives, and an understanding what it is like for me as an "older mama" (or as Ella has started calling me lately "Mother"), I aso feel now is the time to start an online journal for them to read in future years.
So here I write my thoughts, feelings about being an older mama, life with a premmie, surviving heart attacks and more.
Do I expect anyone to read it? No, but it will be a glimpse of our every day life. Mia and Ella are growing up so fast, this last weekend saw them off on a day trip with friends, then a disco at the local netball club Saturday night then another day trip on Sunday - wow such a social life!!
There will be many many more discos and make up and hairdos to come I know!
So I will record special moments and the every day ones which are just as special to me..
So as I publish my first post, I sit on Father's Day morning listening to my girls chatting and watching "Gullivers' Travels" on DVD..
As an older Mum I often think about the years to come, this is why I scrapbook my family's life, so they will have a record of their lives, and an understanding what it is like for me as an "older mama" (or as Ella has started calling me lately "Mother"), I aso feel now is the time to start an online journal for them to read in future years.
So here I write my thoughts, feelings about being an older mama, life with a premmie, surviving heart attacks and more.
Do I expect anyone to read it? No, but it will be a glimpse of our every day life. Mia and Ella are growing up so fast, this last weekend saw them off on a day trip with friends, then a disco at the local netball club Saturday night then another day trip on Sunday - wow such a social life!!
There will be many many more discos and make up and hairdos to come I know!
So I will record special moments and the every day ones which are just as special to me..
So as I publish my first post, I sit on Father's Day morning listening to my girls chatting and watching "Gullivers' Travels" on DVD..
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