You are born to live. Don't live because you are born.
The little school where I taught teenagers with behaviour difficulties has been closed down and a new school opened in its place. I have been made redundant.
Today I handed my keys in at school. It was a bit of a wrench. I have had them for 15 years - over a quarter of my life. The whole place has changed and the name has changed. It looks fantastic and exciting. I am sad not to be a part of it any more, but am happy to have time to pursue other interests.
On Saturday P:-) and I went to a friend's 50th birthday party at the St George Motor Boat Club at Sans Souci in southern Sydney. it was a sparkling day and the view from the boat club was impressive. This is the view from the club across to Tom Ugly's Bridge.
|View to Tom Ugly's Bridge.|
|View across the water.|
P:-)'s eldest son and daughter-in-law gave me this book for my birthday.
While I am not technically the grandmother of their two little girls - L aged 1 and I aged 3 - I have been on the scene since they were born and love them very much. The book is a type of journal with headings of pages to be filled in with facts and memories and then given back to the grandchildren.
I thought I might share some of my answers with you.
The first blank page is headed: Tell me about the time and place you were born.
I see it as a wonderful privilege to be asked to write this journal. I hope to be able to find some pictures along the way. I may even photo copy this for my two daughters.