It was a Good Xmas last year, apart from the stabbing
Without Prejudice
It will be a very different Christmas this year, a happy one. We haven't had too many since Lauren died. me stubbornly refusing to celebrate.
The girls have pleaded with me to put down the burden of grief and celebrate for the children. their children. When I worked for my ex husband once after we had divorced, he said,
"I HATE Christmas"
And I was in total agreement with him, we both knew we meant because of Lauren, hard to be a parent and celebrate times like Christmas.
I had past years when I wouldn't even put a tree up or getting blind drunk on the day and sleeping it through. I remember a woozy trip into the city with Frank and Mara, a Chinese restaurant, where I felt desperately lonely and sad.
The whole day better forgotten. I had a few good ones with "Nifty Nev" at the Marine in Brighton where children were there and he picked them up and hugged one, which was unusual for Nifty.
Another at home in our house in Eva street, Clayton, unbelievably hot and we had no air conditioning. Nev finding out that year that his Sister was lesbian and that gave him an excuse to get more "slaughtered" than usual.
Alena stopped him short in his tirade against his Sister, Jackie,
"Get over it Nev, I have hundreds of them in my Family"
And she does, married to NZ hubby and has an extended family of many and a lot of the women are gay and quite open and happy about it. They often have made choices in the past based on violent men, preferring the company and comfort of women.
Nothing wrong with that and my Sis In Law's Sister came out with her lesbian lover last year and now they are having a commitment ceremony. Good, isn't it? Love is love the world over. Doesn't matter who, it's love that counts.
I spoke to my Sis in Law's Sister at Sis in Laws 2nd wedding last year, I said
"About time!" And she just grinned and said,
"I felt I had to tell Mum, first"
Her Mum in her 80's and not the least bit surprised or shocked, we all had pretty much known for a long while but were hesitant to mention it until she did.
Good on both of them. I took my Foster Daughter there and she grabbed the bouquet thrown by the bride off Fees lesbian partner who had caught it.
"You don't need that, you're a lesbian"
And she handed it to me. much to my shock,
"She needs it "
And it remains in a special place in my house.
The exact same colours I had at my wedding.
Red and white, the colour of love.
there were other Christmases where new born babies were present and that always makes it Special and I celebrate then.
And one where my daughter stated of the previous year,( her 1st in her brand new house)
"It was a good Christmas last year, apart from the stabbing "
My daughter had wanted her first Christmas in the house, the brand new, shiny house to go well and woke up Christmas morning to blood and terror and had to ring me up at 6am and say her Sister In Law had stabbed her boyfriend, the father of her only child in the head with a hunting knife.
Unbeknown to my daughter her Sis In Law was on coke and had stabbed her boyfriend in frustration and anger, he was being "annoying". he was texting some other bird and she lost it.
So I had to go down to the house and keep the little kids herded up in the lounge room while my daughter dealt with Police and an ambulance which were sent away in the end.
So it was a good Xmas apart from the stabbing. And I loved that quote and said it would make a good title for a story or even a book.
There have been 21 since she died, and the first was the worst of course. That was mainly a blur of emptiness and anger and was hard to recall now. The 2nd i don't remember at all, Kyle would have been 1 and we were still in the house at Parkland Court but I have no memory of it at all.
Nothing.
By the time Kyle turned 2 Debbie and I were living together in a unit in Keysborough and we stayed up all night decorating a huge tree and Kyle finally woke up and we led him to the wondrous twinkling tree.
"I don't like it"
"Why?" we both asked in bewilderment.
"It's too big and I don't like"
So we put Batman on, the one where the Penguin is thrown into the river as a baby and he cried,
"Where's his Mummy", he cried
So we rang Yvette and she let go of Simon's problems for a while and came over to see her Son. We had put the tree up early as we were going to Queensland that Christmas.
And we all did, some of us flying and Deb drove her car up with others. We all stayed at the same place, The Aristocrat and Yvette ended up meeting a policeman and decided to stay on in Qld with Kyle.
Eventually my other two daughters decided to go up there as well getting away from the drama and addictions of Melbourne. They were up there almost a year and in the end I joined them, The other two eventually returning to Melbourne.
Yvette and I stayed on in Main Beach and were there till Kyle was about to turn 5. Yvette loves it up there and would live up there at the drop of a hat.
I love it there too but only in the Winter as the Summers are unbearable. I worked one Christmas day and it was awful. The Sheraton provided a lovely lunch (Leftovers from the restaurants) and it just was not the same.
My ex husband came up with my oldest daughter and her man and stayed close by and we all went out for New Year and we had a ball. Drinking from Gold Fish bowl sized glasses filled with Bourbon and coke and lots of ice.
We partied at Melbas on the Park and danced like there was no tomorrow and returned to their apartment and passed out it already having reached day light and slept the day off.
Until Kyle arrived unsupervised having enlisted the help of an old lady to reach the buttons in the lift and help him cross the Pedestrian Crossing. We were shocked at his determination and boldness and welcomed him in.
Yvette had still been asleep at her place and Kyle just decided to go for a visit with us at 4. He was adorable and made Christmas special that year. My brother Ian coming down as well and we all went to a Christmas Party at my Sister, Jackies.
The whole family was there and that made it really good as we are so far apart in distance. Ian in Darwin and me in Melbourne and the rest live at Beachmere, Redcliffe and Ormeau Hills in Queensland. It was the first time we were all together since we had been children and Mum and Dad were alive.
We ended up over at Redcliffe later that day and swam in the pool and caught up with each other and it was a nice lazy day and incredibly hot. We had photos taken and they are blurred which spoils thing a little but we have the memories.
So now we approach another Christmas and kyle is now all grown up and having a baby of his own and that is all as it should be. We know this Christmas will be good, full of happiness and cheer.
And this year we are having it here at home with our 7 males our 7 little miracles and and see Alena and her 4 and hopefully catch up with Deb before then too and her two girls and we will say a prayer for Lauren and set a place for her and eat and be happy for our little angel that hovers above us and smiles down at us all. Bless you little Angel xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
Love Janette
It will be a very different Christmas this year, a happy one. We haven't had too many since Lauren died. me stubbornly refusing to celebrate.
The girls have pleaded with me to put down the burden of grief and celebrate for the children. their children. When I worked for my ex husband once after we had divorced, he said,
"I HATE Christmas"
And I was in total agreement with him, we both knew we meant because of Lauren, hard to be a parent and celebrate times like Christmas.
I had past years when I wouldn't even put a tree up or getting blind drunk on the day and sleeping it through. I remember a woozy trip into the city with Frank and Mara, a Chinese restaurant, where I felt desperately lonely and sad.
The whole day better forgotten. I had a few good ones with "Nifty Nev" at the Marine in Brighton where children were there and he picked them up and hugged one, which was unusual for Nifty.
Another at home in our house in Eva street, Clayton, unbelievably hot and we had no air conditioning. Nev finding out that year that his Sister was lesbian and that gave him an excuse to get more "slaughtered" than usual.
Alena stopped him short in his tirade against his Sister, Jackie,
"Get over it Nev, I have hundreds of them in my Family"
And she does, married to NZ hubby and has an extended family of many and a lot of the women are gay and quite open and happy about it. They often have made choices in the past based on violent men, preferring the company and comfort of women.
Nothing wrong with that and my Sis In Law's Sister came out with her lesbian lover last year and now they are having a commitment ceremony. Good, isn't it? Love is love the world over. Doesn't matter who, it's love that counts.
I spoke to my Sis in Law's Sister at Sis in Laws 2nd wedding last year, I said
"About time!" And she just grinned and said,
"I felt I had to tell Mum, first"
Her Mum in her 80's and not the least bit surprised or shocked, we all had pretty much known for a long while but were hesitant to mention it until she did.
Good on both of them. I took my Foster Daughter there and she grabbed the bouquet thrown by the bride off Fees lesbian partner who had caught it.
"You don't need that, you're a lesbian"
And she handed it to me. much to my shock,
"She needs it "
And it remains in a special place in my house.
The exact same colours I had at my wedding.
Red and white, the colour of love.
there were other Christmases where new born babies were present and that always makes it Special and I celebrate then.
And one where my daughter stated of the previous year,( her 1st in her brand new house)
"It was a good Christmas last year, apart from the stabbing "
My daughter had wanted her first Christmas in the house, the brand new, shiny house to go well and woke up Christmas morning to blood and terror and had to ring me up at 6am and say her Sister In Law had stabbed her boyfriend, the father of her only child in the head with a hunting knife.
Unbeknown to my daughter her Sis In Law was on coke and had stabbed her boyfriend in frustration and anger, he was being "annoying". he was texting some other bird and she lost it.
So I had to go down to the house and keep the little kids herded up in the lounge room while my daughter dealt with Police and an ambulance which were sent away in the end.
So it was a good Xmas apart from the stabbing. And I loved that quote and said it would make a good title for a story or even a book.
There have been 21 since she died, and the first was the worst of course. That was mainly a blur of emptiness and anger and was hard to recall now. The 2nd i don't remember at all, Kyle would have been 1 and we were still in the house at Parkland Court but I have no memory of it at all.
Nothing.
By the time Kyle turned 2 Debbie and I were living together in a unit in Keysborough and we stayed up all night decorating a huge tree and Kyle finally woke up and we led him to the wondrous twinkling tree.
"I don't like it"
"Why?" we both asked in bewilderment.
"It's too big and I don't like"
So we put Batman on, the one where the Penguin is thrown into the river as a baby and he cried,
"Where's his Mummy", he cried
So we rang Yvette and she let go of Simon's problems for a while and came over to see her Son. We had put the tree up early as we were going to Queensland that Christmas.
And we all did, some of us flying and Deb drove her car up with others. We all stayed at the same place, The Aristocrat and Yvette ended up meeting a policeman and decided to stay on in Qld with Kyle.
Eventually my other two daughters decided to go up there as well getting away from the drama and addictions of Melbourne. They were up there almost a year and in the end I joined them, The other two eventually returning to Melbourne.
Yvette and I stayed on in Main Beach and were there till Kyle was about to turn 5. Yvette loves it up there and would live up there at the drop of a hat.
I love it there too but only in the Winter as the Summers are unbearable. I worked one Christmas day and it was awful. The Sheraton provided a lovely lunch (Leftovers from the restaurants) and it just was not the same.
My ex husband came up with my oldest daughter and her man and stayed close by and we all went out for New Year and we had a ball. Drinking from Gold Fish bowl sized glasses filled with Bourbon and coke and lots of ice.
We partied at Melbas on the Park and danced like there was no tomorrow and returned to their apartment and passed out it already having reached day light and slept the day off.
Until Kyle arrived unsupervised having enlisted the help of an old lady to reach the buttons in the lift and help him cross the Pedestrian Crossing. We were shocked at his determination and boldness and welcomed him in.
Yvette had still been asleep at her place and Kyle just decided to go for a visit with us at 4. He was adorable and made Christmas special that year. My brother Ian coming down as well and we all went to a Christmas Party at my Sister, Jackies.
The whole family was there and that made it really good as we are so far apart in distance. Ian in Darwin and me in Melbourne and the rest live at Beachmere, Redcliffe and Ormeau Hills in Queensland. It was the first time we were all together since we had been children and Mum and Dad were alive.
We ended up over at Redcliffe later that day and swam in the pool and caught up with each other and it was a nice lazy day and incredibly hot. We had photos taken and they are blurred which spoils thing a little but we have the memories.
So now we approach another Christmas and kyle is now all grown up and having a baby of his own and that is all as it should be. We know this Christmas will be good, full of happiness and cheer.
And this year we are having it here at home with our 7 males our 7 little miracles and and see Alena and her 4 and hopefully catch up with Deb before then too and her two girls and we will say a prayer for Lauren and set a place for her and eat and be happy for our little angel that hovers above us and smiles down at us all. Bless you little Angel xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
Love Janette
