Hi Everyone Somebody without mentioning any names has reminded me that I have been very remiss in not posting about what is happening in my life. Given me a prod, a kick up the backside or some other similar euphemism. So to speak.
It's very easy to let things slide and even forget to say hello to others in their blogs. Life just goes on and that has not changed one iota in my life. I have mentioned in my posts and blogs some of my thoughts, feelings and certain day to day activities surrounding my life.
Where does this all lead to at this moment in time? No where, somewhere, I don't know. There are some posts I could post and others I don't, in other words it's best to let sleeping dogs lie, because in the long run it will not make any difference if you do or you don't.
In a couple of my posts I have mentioned the unconditional love my mum had for me, in fact it was just not me, but also included my three brothers as well. I also mentioned in those posts how my mum first caught up with me after I changed my life around, she was not the first, in fact, it was one of her sisters or my aunt as far as I can remember it was not awkward at all, it was just another, lets get together for a coffee.
I wrote the following in another post and I will include it here, as one of my personal stories that I will share with you. The original thread and post was called:
How supportive were your parents when you transitioned?Quote from: Sarah B on January 06, 2024, 04:42:39 AM. . . . .
Since I was far removed from my family 4,000km away, it was not until a couple of years after I had surgery, that I caught up with my mum and family, my father died when I was 15 years old. So there was no support there. I had a very supportive mum, and my mum would write to me and the card, birthday card, Christmas card or letter would often start of with "My dearest daughter" or "My darling daughter", why? My mum loved her children and a long time ago she said to me, if I had a daughter I would name her Sarah. No, my real name is not Sarah, although I seriously did consider taking it as my first name and yes I do like the name Sarah very much.
If my memory serves me well, I first caught up with my mum in 1993, which was two years after I had my surgery or nearly five years since I last saw her. I was doing contract work for a government department in Bundaberg, drawing bridges and designing roads. I was staying at a local hotel and my mum was on her way to see her sister in Brisbane.
After meeting her at the bus terminal (coach), she put her arms around me and said, "I missed you so much", later in the same hotel room my mum said, "I thought you was going to look like a drag queen, but obviously not". I cannot remember the exact words in regard to this. That was so funny to hear that. However, I believe, I put my mums perception of what her one and only daughter looked like to rest and in doing so made her proud of me.
One of the reasons why I left Susan's was, I returned to help my mum, who had several medical problems, long story short it was decided that I would be with her and she would not die alone. One of the few things she said before she passed away and I can vividly see and hear her as she walked away from the dining table was, "you do not know, how much I love you", it was a nice thing to say at the time. My mum passed away nearly a year and half ago two years ago, but writing down what she said to me brings uncontrollable tears to me, every time I read this passage. . . . .
So why am I sharing this? Well I found one of those cards, there are others but not as poignant, that she sent me and I have been thinking about whether I would post what was written in that card.
The following is the front of the card that she sent me and what she refers to when she wrote on the inside of the card.
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The follow are the words she wrote to me on the inside of that card.
QuoteMy Dearest Daughter Sarah
I saw this card and straight away thought of you. I miss you so much and I always look forward to seeing you. I do hope you get a chance to move closer and somehow, I can come and visit and that is not so isolated.
All I ever wanted for my children to be happy, healthy and to always know where they are. So take care my daughter Sarah of yourself.
Love you heaps
Mum & Tia
Tia was my mum's cat and which I now care for. So yeah, my life was blessed, in more ways than I can ever count. I miss you my Dearest Mum.
Love and HugsSarah BOfficial GreeterPS I promise you I will work on "Sarah's Race to SRS Part II" over the next couple of days.