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Love, Family, Heartbreak

So Something very interesting happened last night..
It was during my little cooking session, chips were in the oven.. steaks were on the grill and the mushroom sauce was bubbling away..
I got a message, a text message to be exact..
From my Mother.
Now as you all know, Mother’s Day was this past Sunday (In Australia anywho) and as I don’t live in the same state as my mother on Mothers Day I texted her early in the morning saying exactly this..
“Good Morning Mum, Happy Mothers Day! I hope you have a great day today and I’m sorry I couldn’t be there to celebrate it with you, when you get a moment give me a buzz and I’ll call you, Ciao”
That’s what I sent her, at something like 9:30am
I got a reply at 10:30pm that said..
“Thanks, have a good day”
Now.. I know I’m only young but i was working Monday so by 10:30pm I was asleep..
So I didn’t call her, 2 days before Mothers Day I did mention that I had sent her a card and that it wouldn’t get there by Mothers Day but to expect it in the mail.
Now yesterday (Tuesday) I texted her, asking how she was and whether or not she had received the card yet or not..
Her response?
“No I have not received your card and frankly I don’t care anymore, from now on I’m spending my time with my nieces and nephews who actually love me, good luck with your life. Annette.”
That was the precise message that I had received that night whilst cooking and I honestly didn’t know what to say to that..
Obviously I was extremely hurt and acting on impulse I immediately responded with a harsh but true message back, there we’re 2 more messages sent from each end and it ended with “Goodbye”
Suffice to say we are no longer speaking to eachother and she made it quite clear that the rest of my family doesn’t wish to have anything to do with me either.
Being their choice I’ve accepted it and now I can move on.
You see, for quite a while now t00n and I have been toying with the idea of moving to Paris, or Europe in general.
We’ve done everything here in Australia and I think it’s time for a change, before, although I did wish to travel I was resistant to any permanent change because of the ties to my family, but now that I don’t really have any ties to speak of I thought why not?
It’s now MY life and I’m on my own..
Free to do as I please..
So I think after taking a trip there i might seriously consider it..
What have I got to lose?
Starting research time!


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Posted by on May 16, 2012 in Journal


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My Love Story

This Love..

“I want to go to Paris baby”
“Mmm” He said..
“When will we get there?” She asked..
“Tomorrow” He said..
“I’m going to hold you to that” She stood up from the couch..
“I’m going to bed beloved” She lent down and whispered before kissing him on the cheek..

The morning broke, she lay in bed resisting the urge to open her eyes and accept another day in reality..

Her eyes opened..
She was astonished at what she saw..

“Good Morning beloved” He said smiling..
“Will you hold me now?”

This is a small love story I have written about myself and T00N..
It’s also a recurring dream I have..

Thought I’d share it with you..


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Posted by on March 28, 2012 in Journal


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