If you’ve noticed in my sidebar, you’ll see I’m participating in Blogtoberfest this month. Now, I’ve had the odd lament as to where the heck my blog posts are if I take too long to post, so if you’ve ever felt that way, this month should make you happy.
I like to usually post when I have time to put something together, and something to say. Blogtoberfest is a great little way to push something more spontaneous out of me, yes?
Today I will warn you, though: I’m cheating a little. I have a throbber of a migraine, and I’m trying to prepare for a short trip away tomorrow. So, I’m going to share some photos of my daughter and I’s trip to Sydney last year, when she competed in the Premier’s State Spelling Bee final. Why? Because I am incredibly pumped about us going back this November too.
All you need to understand from these photos, since my I have brained my damage with this migraine today, is I have such special, relaxed, happy memories of my time spent with my beautiful daughter on that trip. It wasn’t just Sydney despite my missing it dreadfully. It’s that my daughter is at the age where my most important job is more and more seeming to be the letting her go. Teaching her to find her independance and be a separate unit from us, her family. This trip reminds me that yeah, I need to do all that, and she needs us to let her do that, but, that the foundation of love and closeness between her parents and family is still just as important as it ever was, to give her a strong platform with which to launch her into the world.
I don’t get as much time with my eldest daughter these days as she grows up and away, so I treasure this one on one time just that little bit more each time it happens.
Here’s those photos from last year. I will probably read this post tomorrow and wonder where it came from. Such is the magic of the migraine.
Most pictures will be from the Chinese garden of friendship. We stayed there as long as we could, because it was so tranquil and delicious.
What is it about November and its purple jacaranda trees? Magic. There were so many of these in the Sydney suburb we lived in, way back when. Mental note: whack a jacaranda in the front or back yard, stat!
See you later when my head is straighter.