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Gratitude

It’s easy, I find, to forget all that I have. And then there is a reminder of sorts. A happening that shatters the puddle of self pity that you have your butt firmly placed in and sets you firmly on your feet again. Slaps you hard and reminds you that the world doesn’t revolve around you. We’ve had a week of ups and downs. Highs and lows. 
We had the Italy postponement. Then we had the four day wedding weekend. And this morning we heard that my brother’s best mate’s younger and only brother was one of the soldiers killed. His brother, also in Afghanistan, will be flying his body home to the family. Ash was a young man with an impressive talent. A career soldier. A boy with a cheeky grin and wicked but harmless sense of humour. A pretty cool dude. 
I’ve spent the day questioning HOW you can do that? Where do you draw the strength to perform such a heartbreaking task? It serves as a reminder that with my family safe and well beside me, I can do anything. And the rest, is temporary. I am grateful for the opportunity to have another day to tell them I love them. To hug them. To tell them to clean up their freakin’ mess. To be there for them. To share my highs and lows with them. 
Trust me. This is not the post I thought I’d be writing today. At all.
Wedding update pics tomorrow.     

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8 responses to “Gratitude”

  1. Natalie Avatar
    Natalie

    Unfortunately I know too well what you are going through. I wish I didn't. I wish it was something no one had to go through. It is a sobering harsh reminder of how lucky we are and how much so many have sacrificed for us. How do they do it? The do it because they have to…

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  2. stinkb0mb Avatar
    stinkb0mb

    i *hate* how, yet again, i know someone who knows someone who has been personally, deeply and tragically affected by another death of one our brave soldiers.i don't know *how* you do what your brothers best mate is about to do but somehow, when you need to do stuff you never thought you'd ever possibly be able to do, when it comes to that moment when you *have* to do it, you manage it. you dig deep and that bravery, that courage, that strength you need to do it, is there ready and waiting, hoping never to be needed but there when it is.you're right, when things like this happen and so close to home, it does make you stop, look around and realise how lucky most of us are.sending love to your brothers best mates family, i can only imagine how much their world has just fallen apart.xx

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  3. E. Avatar
    E.

    I'm thinking of you, your family and Ash's family as well as the families of all the killed and injured soldiers.

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  4. E. Avatar
    E.

    I'm thinking of you, your family and Ash's family as well as the families of all the killed and injured soldiers.

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  5. Amy xxoo Avatar
    Amy xxoo

    I dont know how he'll do it. I dont know how Lori ( from RRSAHM ) does it. I dont know how my beautiful friend gave the eulogy at her babies funeral a month or so ago.I dont know how any of them do it and hopefully i wont have to find that reserve of strength within myself for a long time yet….

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  6. My Vintage Vow Avatar
    My Vintage Vow

    I'm so sorry. Many hugs and healings.How does one do it? The answer to that question, I have learnt from experience is that with love all is possible. It might take time to pick oneself up and dust oneself off at times, but with love for oneself and or the love from others anything is possible. x

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  7. Sheri Bomb Avatar
    Sheri Bomb

    I'm so sorry, that is very sad news :(It's easy to lose sight of 'the big picture' and get caught up in the little things but tragedies like this really help to put things in perspective.Sorry that it had to happen this way, but glad you feeling a little more at ease with your little corner of the world.My thoughts are with all of the families affected by this. xx

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  8. lisa | renovating italy Avatar
    lisa | renovating italy

    So so sorry to hear this, when it was on the news I thought how tragic for the family. There is an inner strength that I wish you never know. I was with my brother as the funeral home came to take him. I stayed with him and kept him safe till I could go no further. I could never have let him go alone. sending lovexxx

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