I have a stack of posts I’ve been writing but not finishing – it’s been a busy few weeks with the end of race season, work getting crazy busy and my birthday just passing, so my apologies and I will work more on the “Always looking over your shoulder” but for now here are some photos of my Mum and I (she is often the one thing that keeps me going).
Mum and I standing out the front of the old Australian War Memorial cafe that was recently rebuilt. I think this was taken in 1989.
Family friends had bought Mum a paragliding experience for her 40th. I was fascinated and climbed all over one of the other planes, so my parents paid for me to go up too. I was too small to sit in the passenger seat in the front, so they propped me up with the pillows from the front seat so I could see out the windows – I would’ve just turned 6 then. My parents encouraged us to do/try everything.
I think this is one of my favourite pictures of Mum because it catches her character so well. She was funny, spontaneous, cheeky, silly but most of all very loving. I took this picture when I was about 16.
This is the last photo I have of my Mum and I. It was the day after my 20th, the day after my CDF parade day, the day I collapsed in the main hall at the 1st year Church Service. In this picture, although we didn’t know it for me, we both had cancer. By this stage, I weighed 42kg and was all skin and bone.