leisurly
16-06-2006, 08:24 PM
I've had quite a journey in my life, many ups and downs.
As a child I was too tall too skinny too spotty, but home was a battlefield and that meant survival, so the too tall too skinny and too spotty didn't really get a look in except for a bit of bad posture.
The death of my mum when I was 15 was devastating, but she loved me so much that it has kept with me all my life. The next 25 yrs have been posted else where. So I won't repeat myself. Except the next chapter starts where the other ended. I was knocked down on a crossing and 5 yrs of my life were wiped off never to be regained and in reality much more was lost because of the loss of having children.
My court case finished, I treated my best friend to a trip to New York as a thank you (I lived in London), I booked it sept 3rd 2001 we all know what happened on the 11th and we flew on the 4th October. On return i applied for a job, several, got three interviews and got one job. The new boss was charming and keen, a bit worried I was, especially as I hadn't worked for 18 mths. Well the short version is, I walked into interview and the man was smitted and still is. Love florished and life turned around, he knew immediately that I wanted children, as I want to give them the the love my mum gave to me
We have tried and tried and still no luck, as we both have fertility problems we are hoping that we get accepted on an embryo or egg donor programme, I see the consultant on Monday so I hoping for good news. My mother lived in brisbane as a teenager, I've found my grandparents on the electoral register of 1958, they lived behind the xxxx brewery, my aunt tells me my mum loved Brisbane, I'm hoping that Brisbane brings me the same joy as it did my mum.
I'm finding that I can write my feelings down easily but I also find this is a very new place to be, and that actually posting such personal information is both helpful and stressful
L
As a child I was too tall too skinny too spotty, but home was a battlefield and that meant survival, so the too tall too skinny and too spotty didn't really get a look in except for a bit of bad posture.
The death of my mum when I was 15 was devastating, but she loved me so much that it has kept with me all my life. The next 25 yrs have been posted else where. So I won't repeat myself. Except the next chapter starts where the other ended. I was knocked down on a crossing and 5 yrs of my life were wiped off never to be regained and in reality much more was lost because of the loss of having children.
My court case finished, I treated my best friend to a trip to New York as a thank you (I lived in London), I booked it sept 3rd 2001 we all know what happened on the 11th and we flew on the 4th October. On return i applied for a job, several, got three interviews and got one job. The new boss was charming and keen, a bit worried I was, especially as I hadn't worked for 18 mths. Well the short version is, I walked into interview and the man was smitted and still is. Love florished and life turned around, he knew immediately that I wanted children, as I want to give them the the love my mum gave to me
We have tried and tried and still no luck, as we both have fertility problems we are hoping that we get accepted on an embryo or egg donor programme, I see the consultant on Monday so I hoping for good news. My mother lived in brisbane as a teenager, I've found my grandparents on the electoral register of 1958, they lived behind the xxxx brewery, my aunt tells me my mum loved Brisbane, I'm hoping that Brisbane brings me the same joy as it did my mum.
I'm finding that I can write my feelings down easily but I also find this is a very new place to be, and that actually posting such personal information is both helpful and stressful
L