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Just Like that it is 37 years…

Just like that, 37 years has whizzed passed us. How did we get here? How did we make it? What did we gather along the way?

To think it all started with a wayside Dandelion. https://uma197.com/2017/01/19/the-story-of-the-dandelion-guy/

How did we get here… a day at a time. But each day was different. Some days, we were skiing down the Swiss Alps and the other days we were climbing Mt Everest.  We dodged many avalanches on our way here. But we made it – together.

Was it all love. Oh, bloody hell, it better be, why would anyone put up with so much, if it was not for love?

At present my man is working to the bone in Geelong saving the planet and building our bank . And I am in Adelaide some 700km’s away. Hopefully see him at the end of the month. So, our anniversary outing has to be postponed.  Such is life.  In the last 37 years I have waited for more important things …

My man, eating healthy food and joining me at the gym… still waiting … pigs aren’t flying yet

My man being punctual … mmm, the pigs are still in their pen

My man being politically correct at parties and functions …. Here’s hoping that he will at his son’s wedding

My man throwing away all the clothes that annoy me and getting a new set of clothes…

My man not irritating me within two minutes of coming home…

My man actually GROWING UP!!! ….those darn pigs are staying put.

If I am still waiting for the above to happen, then really, I have not learnt anything in the last 37 years.  I think this is what’s called unconditional love

– or stupidity.

I met him when I was barely 19 and got married at 21.  It sure has been one wild ride. 

Although it’s a day to talk about love, I would also like to include the word “grateful”. 

I think our greatest achievement in this married life, is our two kids.  We are really grateful that we were blessed with two beautiful humans as our kids.

We are grateful for their achievements.

We are more than grateful that our family has dodged the many bullets that kept coming our way.

We are grateful for all the blessings and support we receive from our kith and kin.  I like to elaborate on this, we are both so lucky to have some of the most amazing relatives whose care is genuine and sincere.

We are grateful that we are both rich with great friends.

Our union is so much more, than just the two of us.

We will be celebrating our eldest son’s wedding very soon and busy with the preps at present. We are so grateful, that we are blessed enough to witness this budding young union.

I am truly grateful to my partner in crime for the last 37 years.

On a side note – what would be the moral of this story. “Leave the wayside dandelions alone”. They bring nothing but trouble.

Three cheers to my “Trouble”, we did it.  Thank you for the last 37 years.  Remember I am still waiting. Still love you loads and missing you like crazy.

Posted in True Story, Inspirational

Gratitude

gratitude

Haven’t done much writing lately due to a fractured finger.  Feel really lonely without my keyboard.  But today I have something to celebrate.  I really want to post something today. The best I could do is cheat.  I can’t type too much.  So therefore going to post some of the letters I wrote a couple of years ago.

Today marks 8 years of being cancer free.  But the whole battle started a couple of years before that.  I have so many to thank for my blessings.  The following is a letter I wrote 2 years ago to my personal trainer.

Hi Damien

Today marks 6 yrs and 2 days cancer free for me.  I am not sure if you remember the first time we met at Goodlife/ Zest.  Well, I do.  I was bruised and battered after my first surgery.  I was physically and mentally drained.  The thought the possibility of my life ending at 42 was very real.  It was not my life that I was worried about, it was my kids having to lead a life without a mother, how it would affect them was what really upset me.  I realised I had to get out of that head space if I wanted a chance to fight this.  Making that first step to come and join the gym was my idea, but being handed to you was my fate.  Each time you made me better I would go on to have another surgery and comeback weaker than when I started.  After my last surgery, I could not even walk in shops with my kids.  They had to stop and wait for me.  I am glad I tracked you down again. Now I am a city to bay runner.

I saw my doctor today.  All the tests are indicating that there is no sign of the cancer. But, the doctor was actually very amazed at my recovery, my fitness level and overall how everything has turned out for me.  I am a rare case in their books (I mean on a medical level).  He kept shaking his head, and said “with each surgery we took organ after organ and it proves if you are willing you can live without them”.

Damien, the doctors did all they can medically to keep me alive, but it’s you who has given me a life that’s worth living.  Without the core exercises and other strengthening exercises, I will not be able to lead a normal life.  Even though I am probably the weakest in the class, I know personally my fitness has risen leaps and bounds.  Honestly I didn’t think I could do certain excercises.  You challenging me, forces me to try these new exercises.  And many a times I am surprised that I can do them.

Damien, you are the best personal trainer and truly a gorgeous human being. I am truly blessed.  Thank you so much for making me fitter and feel the way I feel.  Feelings are similar 2 years on.

 

Not every one received a letter.  Some just got a hug.

Thank you Ganesh – sorry you had to shoulder so much stress.  Promise not to do it again.

Thank you to my two beautiful boys – again sorry darlings, you had to endure various people picking you up from school.  Sorry for not telling you at the beginning.

Thank you to my mum – Sorry for not telling you at the beginning.  I didn’t think you could deal with it.  Promise not to do it again.  (I will kind of promise not to break another bone too, at least I will try)

Thank you to my cuz Ranji and Ragu- next to my hubby the other supporting rocks. Thanks goes to your beautiful kids and my aunt as well.  Thanks Nimal for being my reassuring doc.

Thank you to my Doctors – special thanks to Dr. Kolias, Dr. Martin Tan, and Dr. Stewart Lynch.

Thank you to all the million nurses who were by my side.

Thank you Dad for watching over me.

 

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