- Was the first day back at work for the year for me
- I remembered to book the car in for a service
- I locked myself out of the network by forgetting my password
- It got reset at 2pm
- I sounded firmer than I am about my future plans
- I got new clients
- I handed some over to others
- I confirmed a trip away next week
- I selected flights to Melbourne on Jan 28 for a meeting. And shopping. I need a dress for a wedding the weekend after on the Gold Coast.
- I cried.
- Amanda’s fiance came in and had afternoon tea with us.
- He told us about her illness. About those two months.
- I’m glad I went to the afternoon tea. Even though it was hard.
- But I’m sure it was harder for him.
- I was more open with some people
- And less with others
- I ate frozen berries
- And drank red wine.
She was always so photogenic.
xx
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Got news via text on Christmas Day, about 6pm, that my former workmate who was recently diagnosed with bowel cancer had passed away that morning in a hospital in Sydney.
She was 26.
I saw her less than 6 months ago, happy and healthy (looking), embarking on a new adventure on the South Coast with her fiancée. Starting a new job, new stage of life.
But she didn’t get to see the year out.
This is not a downer of a post. It’s just a reflective one.
Take care of yourself. Get things checked out if they don’t seem right. You still might not have a chance against your biology, but you might. Look after each other. Look after your mental health.
Plan for the future, and your future health, but enjoy now.
*hugs*
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I hate the way you talk to me
and the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car;
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots
and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick.
It even makes me rhyme.
I hate it — I hate the way you’re always right;
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh;
even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when you’re not around
and the fact that you didn’t call.
But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you –
not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.
I never saw Brokeback, nor do I remember him from Blackrock (which we lied about our ages to get in a see), but 10 Things I hate About You would probably be one of my mmost watched movies ever… and I just love the song in the stadium and this speech always makes me cry. I loved that cheeky grin…
Farewell Heath Ledger.
I hope it wasn’t suicide, wasn’t him mucking around with drugs like all the rest of them, but we’ll see.
But on a lighter note of stars I once was in love with… gotta love the Jerry O’Connell rip off of Tom Cruise‘s Scientology video. Love you, Jerry!
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