15 January 2015
Christmas and new year took on a different shape this year - this first year without my dad. While we were all gathered in Queensland we took the opportunity to farewell Dad with friends and extended family, nibbles and lots of champagne. It was tough and lovely at the same time, but it felt right. The ritual of a wake or funeral or in our case a champagne celebration at Mum's house, really brings comfort and closure doesn't it?
While in Queensland we also took the opportunity to visit our favourite beach, and trot up to Brisbane to GOMA to catch the latest exhibition and hang out with the cousins who we see only once a year.
We helped Mum with more sorting and made a couple of trips to the op shop. I also wrangled her sewing machine to make a new clothespeg bag as two years of nagging her to make herself a new one seemed to have failed.
We're now back home in our messy house with the luscious brown beasties and back at work. Sigh.
The wee one (Betsy, the darker brown smudge in the photo below) appears to be recovering from her six months of mystery virus. She is slowly putting on weight, purrs and snuggles again on a regular basis, and positively sprinted through the house the other day which she has not done since she was very young indeed. I am hoping she is on her way back to bouncy shiny good health. She also turned one on the 6th. My own little Epiphany.
The middle child received his year 12 results and now awaits university offers. I'm excited to see what this year holds in store for him.
New beginnings for a new year.