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two hundred and thirty eight

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B and I love GoMA. The space, the peaceful energy, the families immersing themselves in art and free thinking. I can almost feel the shift in the girls brains as they see an artists impression of something that is novel and unique, a new way of seeing something. As if they understand how accessible creativity is to everyone. I am grateful for the wonder, the inspiration and the appreciation in their eyes and for the moment today when Kate turned to us and said, this is so cool. Especially because she had really wanted to go to Princess Polly.

two hundred and thirty seven

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8 September. Standing beneath what felt like thousands and thousands of lanterns at the Brisbane festival was just breathtaking.  Sharing in the wonder with young and old, strangers and friends, people from everywhere I felt like I too was light as air. I am grateful for magical moments that do take your breath away.

two hundred and thirty six

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7 September. I am grateful for a road trip to Brisvegas with the two best travel companions in the world. For loud music, teenage gossip, much laughter and the anticipation of seeing my sister and her girls. Not even the bad coffee at the halfway stop could ruin my day.

two hundred and thirty five

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6 September. I am grateful for laughter so deep and so pure that for that moment nothing else exists but a feeling of overwhelming joy. And for wonderfully spontaneous cheeky friends who are funny, wise and brave.

two hundred and thirty four

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Today I am grateful for more big smiles through bus windows and safe landings. Jem got back from her camp full of smiles, exhausted and happy to be home. I love having both my girls in their own beds. I’m a bit over whispering good night to empty rooms. At least now I won’t have to pretend I’m not.

two hundred and thirty three

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I am grateful for a beautiful guilt free tuesday. And for my two friends with an equally stuff it attitude. And anyway, there was much debate, discussion, problem solving, decision making and soul searching done. A good day’s work. Did I mention guilt free?

two hundred and thirty two

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3 September. I loved these rows of little paper people at school pick up today symbolising care@gslc week, as part of child protection week. A beautiful way of creating awareness and sharing that all the students should care about each other and protect each other. I am grateful for the gentle lesson to my children that we are all responsible. That we can all help make the world a safer place, a better place. Simply by caring for each other more.

two hundred and thirty one

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2 September.  B is a fabulous father. He encourages and enables. He loves Kate and Jem with every inch of his being. He believes so absolutely in them. He helps them to laugh at themselves. He helps them to be themselves. He teaches them to be kind, compassionate, patient, dedicated, genuine, authentic and fair. And funny. Because that’s who he is. I am grateful for the wonderful father the girls have, but I’m also just grateful for B. He does this for me too. Except for the funny bit. I’m just not.

two hundred and thirty

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1 September.  I am grateful that life has gone back to Cawood normal so quickly.  Kate and Jem had some loving sisterly chat which ended in Jem storming off to her room. After a while I went to check … and found her lying there having torn a toothpaste box into itty bitty little pieces and spelt out love with a heart, peace with a peace sign and happy with a smiley face. I’m not sure whether I was disturbed at the slight obsessive tendency emerging or grateful that clearly my bleating on about positive affirmations might have registered somewhere. I wish my sister was still at googa, I love, I choose peace, I am happy, this feels good, I love, I choose peace, I am happy, why am I in my room again, I love, I choose peace, I am happy, I know she loves me, I love, I choose peace, I am happy. Or something like that.

two hundred and twenty nine

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Today I am so very grateful for happy homecomings. For a brave daughter who has had a fabulous taste of the adventure that awaits her. And for the reminder of how precious and fleeting this time is. Right now life is back to as it should be. For our family of four. For now. And for that I am immensely grateful.