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06
Mar

My Last Few Months Condensed

Comment Published at 15:3915:397 comments7 comments26 Visits26 VisitsReport

Just a quick word to let you all know I haven't dropped of the edge of the world,

My wife and I are travelling along quite well, although she is often ill.
Caring for my wife and also being a part-time disabillity support worker is keeping me busy and also enabling us to pay a few more bills as well as affording us a slightly better lifestyle.
Have had our daughter home since the beginning of December from a very abussive relationship and as she struggled to find her way back into the world and the whole family has suffered her anguish as we supported her best we could.
Things are startling to look up as she has met a nice young man that appears to love her like a dad would wish.
Young bloke just turned 18 and is in final year of apprenticeship...hope just turning 18 doesnt cause him to run off the rails but he has a good friend database on which to draw a future with.
Me, still shooting, season just started and looking forward to rest of year.

Cheers

Rob

20
Oct
2008

Now This One Was An Email Sent To Me. Try And Read Without A Tear!!!

Comment Published at 17:2517:257 comments7 comments47 Visits47 VisitsReport

(both men & women, sons & daughters -  need to read this ,

it  doesn't  only  apply  to  mothers ... )

 

BEING A MOTHER...

After 17 years of marriage, my wife wanted me to

take another woman out to dinner and a movie. She    

said, 'I love you, but I know this other woman loves

you and would love to spend some time with you.'

* * *

The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit

was my MOTHER, who has been alone for 20 years,

but the demands of my work and my two boys had

made it possible to visit her only occasionally.

* * *

That night I called to invite her to go out for

dinner and a movie.

* * *

'What's wrong, aren't you well,' she asked?

* * *

My mother is the type of woman who suspects that a

late night call or a surprise invitation is a sign

of bad news.

* * *

'I thought it would be pleasant to spend some

time with you,' I responded. 'Just the two of us.'

She thought about it for a moment, and then said,

'I would like that very much'

* * *

That Friday after work, as I drove over to pick    

her up I was a bit nervous. When I arrived at her

house, I noticed that she, too, seemed to be nervous

about our date. She waited in the door. She had curled her hair and was wearing the

dress that she had worn to celebrate her last

birthday on November 19th.

* * *

She smiled from a face that was as radiant as an

angel's. 'I told my friends that I was going to go

out with my son, and they were impressed,' she said,

as she got into that new white van. 'They can't wait to hear about our date'.

* * *

We went to a restaurant that, although not

elegant, was very nice and cozy. My mother took my

arm as if she were the First Lady. After we sat

down, I had to read the menu. Her eyes could only

read large print. Half way through the entries, I

lifted my eyes and saw Mom sitting there staring at

me. A nostalgic smile was on her lips. 'It was I

who used to have to read the menu when you were

small,' she said. 'Then it's time that you relax and

let me return the favour,' I responded.

* * *

During the dinner, we had an agreeable    

conversation- -nothing extraordinary but catching up

on recent events of each other's life. We talked so

much that we missed the movie.

* * *

As we arrived at her house later, she said,

'I'll go out with you again, but only if you let me

invite you.' I agreed.

* * *

'How was your dinner date ?'

asked my wife when I got home.

'Very nice. Much more so than I could have imagined,'    

I  answered.

* * *

A few days later, my mother died of a massive

heart attack. It happened so suddenly that I didn't

have a chance to do anything for her.

* * *

Some time later, I received an envelope with a

copy of a restaurant receipt from the same place

mother and I had dined. An attached note said: 'I

paid this bill in advance. I wasn't sure that I

could be there; but nevertheless, I paid for two

plates - one for you and the other for your wife.

You will never know what that night meant for me.

I love you, son.'

* * *

At that moment, I understood the importance of

saying in time: 'I LOVE YOU' and to give our loved

ones the time that they deserve. Nothing in life is

more important than your family. Give them the time

they deserve, because these things cannot be put off

till 'some other time.'

* * *

Somebody said it takes about six weeks to get back

to normal after you've had a baby.... somebody

doesn't know that once you're a mother,

'normal' is  history.

* * *

Somebody said you learn how to be a mother by

instinct..... somebody never took a three-year-old shopping.

* * *

Somebody said being a mother is boring .......

somebody never rode in a car driven by a teenager with a driver's permit.

* * *

Somebody said if you're a'good' mother,

your child will 'turn out good'....

somebody thinks a child comes with

directions and a guarantee.

* * *

Somebody said you don't need an education to be a

mother.... somebody never helped a fourth grader

with his maths.

* * *

Somebody said you can't love the second child as

much as you love the first ... somebody doesn't

have two children.

* * *

Somebody said the hardest part of being a mother

is labor and delivery....

somebody never watched her 'baby' get on the bus

for the first day of  kindergarten ...

or on a plane headed for military 'boot camp.'

* * *

Somebody said a mother can stop worrying after her

child gets married....somebody doesn't know that

marriage adds a new son or daughter-in-law to a

mother's heartstrings.

* * *

Somebody said a mother's job is done when

her last child leaves home...   

somebody never had grandchildren.

* * *

Somebody said your mother knows you love her, so

you don't need to tell her...

somebody isn't a mother.

13
Oct
2008

Please Read. A Must For All Families

Comment Published at 22:4722:4710 comments10 comments50 Visits50 VisitsReport

A man came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his 5-year old son waiting for him at the door. 

SON: 'Daddy, may I ask you a question?' 

DAD: 'Yeah sure, what it is?' replied the man. 

SON: 'Daddy, how much do you make an hour?' 

DAD: 'That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?' the man said angrily. 

SON: 'I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?' 

DAD: 'If you must know, I make $50 an hour.' 

SON: 'Oh,' the little boy replied, with his head down. 

SON: 'Daddy, may I please borrow $25?' 

The father was furious, 'If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I don't work hard everyday for such childish frivolities.' 

The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door. 

The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy's questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money? 

After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down , and started to think: 

Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $25.00 and he really didn't ask for money very often The man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door. 

'Are you asleep, son?' He asked. 

'No daddy, I'm awake,' replied the boy. 

'I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier' said the man. 'It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here's the $25 you asked for.' 

The little boy sat straight up, smiling. 'Oh, thank you daddy!' he yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills. 

The man saw that the boy already had money, started to get angry again. 

The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his father. 

'Why do you want more money if you already have some?' the father grumbled. 

'Because I didn't have enough, but now I do,' the little boy replied. 

'Daddy, I have $50 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you.' 

The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little son, and he begged for his forgiveness. 

It's just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life. We should not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some time with those who really matter to us, those close to our hearts. Do remember to share that $50 worth of your time with someone you love.

30
Sep
2008

The Day Begins

Comment Published at 17:2417:2410 comments10 comments40 Visits40 VisitsReport

My Daughter just rang to let me know that she lost her baby....6 weeks....

I let her know that all my love was with her but somehow, to me, my words just don;t seem to be enough.

I will send her some flowers but I have an overwhelming urge to hold her.

09
Sep
2008

Saw this and just had to share.

Comment Published at 06:0406:043 comments3 comments20 Visits20 VisitsReport
A man was sitting on the edge of the bed, observing his wife turning back and forth, looking at herself in the mirror. Since her birthday was not far off he asked what shed like to have for her Birthday.
I'd like to be eight again, she replied, still looking in the mirror.

On the morning of her Birthday, he arose early, made her a nice Big bowl of Coco pops, and then took her to a theme Park. What a day! He put her on every ride in the park: the Death Slide, the Wall of Fear, the Screaming Monster Roller Coaster, everything there was. Five hours later they staggered out of the theme park. Her head was reeling and her stomach felt upside down.

He then took her to McDonald's where he ordered her a Happy Meal with extra
fries and a Chocolate shake. Then it was off to a movie, popcorn, a soda pop, and her favourite candy, M&M's. What a fabulous adventure!

Finally she wobbled home with her Husband and collapsed into bed exhausted.
He leaned over his wife with a big smile and lovingly asked, "Well Dear, what was it like being eight again?"

Her eyes slowly opened and her expression suddenly Changed.

"I meant my dress size, you MORON!" Embarassed Embarassed Embarassed
05
May
2008

Still Alive...JUST

Comment Published at 08:1308:1313 comments13 comments45 Visits45 VisitsReport

I haven't been on minti for a while so just thought I would pop in and let you all know that I am still alive...Just lots going on.

Had another big shoot on the weekend, came 3rd so pleased with that.

The cat got speyed and now has an infection.

Bugga has his turn at the vet tomorrow and I can't wait as the poor thing is in a lot of pain and I can't stand to see him like it.

Rhonda has not been the best.

Rochelle has completed her move to another town with her man and has been home sick.

I have had the runs...thank god for imodium.

And so on...I am sure you get the idea.

I have not forgotten you all my dear friends and will return soon.

15
Apr
2008

Lean On Me

Comment Published at 19:0219:022 comments2 comments22 Visits22 VisitsReport

A parent is not someone to lean on but someone to make leaning  unnecessary.

Dorothy Fisher: Basically the same but the verse was originally for a mother.

11
Apr
2008

Sad

Comment Published at 16:5816:5826 comments26 comments92 Visits92 VisitsReport

Is a sad  day today for me. My son has been gone for 20 years .

He may have only been 16 weeks old but the image of him is etched into my heart for eternity.

R.I.P Paul xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo

08
Apr
2008

Minti Magic

Comment Published at 22:0922:092 comments2 comments21 Visits21 VisitsReport

WOW...The new Minti looks like it will be a real hit...I love it, so much more interactive.

A better way to organise things. Like I said...AWESOME.

Congratulations for such a great job.

Robert

06
Apr
2008

Another Text 2 My Daughter

Comment Published at 01:5901:5917 comments17 comments76 Visits76 VisitsReport

I believe I have found the best way to communicate with my daughter and since many kids these days have mobile phones other parents may like to consider similar.

Try and give them advice and it will get thrown straight back at you but disguise it in a message of love and it goes down so sweet.

My most recent txt below:

A Daughter is like a loaf of bread.

Don't give it time to rise and it is flat and lifeless,

but be patient and you can watch it grow and mature.

Reply from Daughter:

Oh Dad your so damn, oh, I dunno, lovable! Love you lots and lots.

Regards

Robert

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