© Brian A. Bendall More By Brian A. Bendall
Published: May 8, 2019
I’ve tried to write so many times,
But it’s been hard to say in rhymes.
I’ll try once more and hope you’ll see
Just what your love has meant to me.
Thank you for your pain at birth
That brought me to my life on Earth.
Thanks for all the time you spent
For cuddles and your nourishment.
Thank you for the stories read
As I lay cozy in my bed.
Thanks for your enlightenment
To solve new mysteries life had sent.
Thank you for the cures and care
When sickness caught me unaware.
Thanks for tucking me in tight
And kisses on my head, “Good night.”
Thanks for comfort when I cried
And tissues used for tears you dried.
Thanks for courage to go on,
To see from night, a day will dawn.
Thanks for freedom that you gave
To go outside, the world to brave.
Thank you for the friends I’d meet
That helped with friendships I’d repeat.
Thank you for your help with school
And teaching me the Golden Rule.
Thanks for praise when I prevailed
And understanding when I failed.
Thanks for parties that you gave
And birthday cards I tried to save.
Thanks for meals I loved so much
And baking skills that few could touch!
Thank you for your help to write
My stories you helped bring to light.
Thanks for helping talents surface
That made me see my life had purpose.
Thanks for tears when I left home,
So I could make it on my own.
Thanks for tears when I returned
For visits that you long had yearned.
Your life I loved has run its course,
For time will take us all by force.
Your love for me, not kept inside,
And no conditions were applied.
So, thanks for all things, small and large,
Your love saw fit to do … no charge.
Hello world, here we are at another Monday and this week things are returning to a new normal for me. Well here are some facts.
Jeremy Bentham, a British philosopher who died in 1832, left his entire estate to the London Hospital provided that his body be allowed to preside over its board meetings.
His skeleton was clothed and fitted with a wax mask of his face, it was present at the meeting for 92 years.
Strawberries have more vitamin C in them than oranges.
Ketchup is excellent for cleaning brass.
The first police force was established in Paris in 1667
I woke at 6.30am as did Tim as he is working all day. It is a cold day as well, have to wear socks as my feet are cold.
Saw Kelli & kids when she dropped Blain off.
I keep thinking of things I want to tell Mum.
I have the start of a headache at 3pm.
Remembered that Dave rang last night and sent him a text. I was shocked that he rang only 5 minutes after I went to bed.
I sent Leigh an email with info about Mum.
Cathy & Mrs Haigh dropped by to pay their condolences and they gave me some lovely flowers.
I keep thinking today is Sunday.
Woke before the alarm at 5.30 and got up at 5.45.
First day of term 2 at school.
Finely got motivated to answer some mail only to run out of ink and the stuff Sandy gave me I can’t get in. Just ended up with black ink on my fingers.
Up at 6am as usual but not your average day today we bury Mum.
There was a good turnout some people I did not know. I managed to speak, with Sandy & Sue beside me for support.
Natasha spoke on behave of her Dad threw tears.
At the graveside Jono pushed me in the wheelchair over grass not an easy task.
At Mum’s later I felt left out, or out of place, without Mum I had no one to chat to. My siblings were busy and had their own friends to talk to.
At one point I needed to escape to pull myself together it was Tash, Kelli & Jono who came to my aid.
I did speak to a couple of people, one woman I don’t know who she was told me I had a lovely and attentive son, referring to Jono.
I got through the day with hugs from Tim and the girls including Kelli and Jono.
When I was leaving I got the best hugs from Sandy & Dave.
The day after the funeral saw Tasha leave a comment on siblings group chat about how I felt yesterday, without me knowing. She later recorded and posted me talking to her about how I feel.
Dave & Leigh have arranged a BBQ at their place tomorrow afternoon. I am looking forward to it.
I am behind in doing stuff but the printer is working.
Another day with a cold start, socks needed to keep feet warm.
Tasha came down at midday and gave me a shower ready to go to Dave’s this afternoon.
Jess driving me over after work this afternoon.
By Pablo Neruda More Pablo Neruda
Because of you, in gardens of blossoming
Flowers I ache from the perfumes of spring.
I have forgotten your face, I no longer
Remember your hands; how did your lips
Feel on mine?
Because of you, I love the white statues
Drowsing in the parks, the white statues that
Have neither voice nor sight.
I have forgotten your voice, your happy voice;
I have forgotten your eyes.
Like a flower to its perfume, I am bound to
My vague memory of you. I live with pain
That is like a wound; if you touch me, you will
Make to me an irreperable harm.
Your caresses enfold me, like climbing
Vines on melancholy walls.
I have forgotten your love, yet I seem to
Glimpse you in every window.
Because of you, the heady perfumes of
Summer pain me; because of you, I again
Seek out the signs that precipitate desires:
Shooting stars, falling objects.
Condolence Cards can be sent to any of the following
Jo-Anne & Tim
P O Box 253
Sandy & Ed Crawford
1 Hallvert Close
David & Leigh
31 Robert St
Jeannie Evans & Peter Hobson
6 Dalwood Street
3/6 Ida Street
Up at 6.30 feeling sick in the gut, made my own breakfast but had trouble eating it.
Kathy came and showered me.
Sandy said Michelle, Alan, Landon & Skyler caught the train up or down one or the other to see Mum.
Woke at 4.30 to pee without issue and managed 2 more hours of sleep before getting up.
Tim is back at work today
Been a cool day.
I am still coughing to I sound like I am going to throw up but of course I don’t.
So not allowed to see mum, who is still hanging in there.
Up at 6 again, did wake at 3.30 to pee and managed to go back to sleep without problem.
A much colder morning, I am in long pants.
At 9.45 Sandra rang to let me know Mum passed away.
April is a bitch of a month.
Slept straight through the night and woke at 6am. Tasha told me that last night Tim rang Sandra about Mum’s house and he felt like he was being spoken down too and felt disrespected. This pissed off Natasha so much she wrote and I sent a text to Sandy saying how we feel.
Had the meeting at the funeral home Mum will be buried on the 21st at Belmont.
Sandra made no comment about the text when I saw her.
Had a sleep in waking at 7am after sleeping through the night. It is suppose to be warm but not as yet.
Sandra picked me up at 9 something, and took me to Mum’s place to find clothes for her to be buried in.
All went good till Tasha arrived to get me and Dave had a go at her about posting Mum’s death on Facebook and not removing it till his daughter was told.
Tasha has as thing about step parents & children, often saying that they are not related and mean nothing to each other. Which is so wrong in my opinion.
Tasha is super pissed with me as I didn’t interfere because I love them both and didn’t want to be involved.
A new day, this morning I had to see the neurologist, he said my MRI was normal and he will refer me to a movement disorder doc in Sydney. Felt like it was a pointless appointment.
Daemon told me I am one of the best aunties that made me feel good.
Today has felt like a short day again been like that all week.
Woke at 6.30 after another good night.
We all went to Mum’s to meet the celebrant and talk about her service. I felt more included this time.
Sandy came over to get paperwork I printed concerning the headstone. She filled it in and I scanned it and emailed it to Sandy who sent it on to the council.
I forgot to do the shopping, will sort it out tomorrow.
Woke at 6.30 again a cold morning with some rain.
Kathy turned up is a mood so no shower this morning, she said she would be back this arvo
Kathy arrive around 2pm and gave me a shower, along with Tasha she changed my sheets.
A cold day
AT 9.40 YESTERDAY MORNING MY WONDERFUL MUM PASSED AWAY SO NO POST TODAY
Good morning everyone I am still coughing like I am trying to cough up a lung or something. This means I am unable to visit my Mum in hospital, yes she is hanging in there, just, we are going day to day.
Anyway here is this weeks five facts that should be correct but if not I am blaming my reference book.
The linen bandages that were used by the Egyptian’s to wrap mummies were on average 1,000 yards in length.
Albert Einstein’s last words will never be know, as he spoke them in German and his nurse didn’t speak German.
Jamaica has more churches per square mile than any other country
According to the ceremonial customs of Orthodox Judaism, it is officially night when you cannot tell the difference between a black thread and a red one.
The post has been a target for thieves from the day the postal service started. Important mail had a picture of gallows printed on t to warn thieves who couldn’t read what could happen if the post was stolen. Stealing Her Majesty’s mail carried the death sentence.
Well got up at what I thought was 7.30am but around 9am I realised that daylight savings had ended. This means it was 6.30 when I got up.
Felt like I did a bit today after days feeling like I did nothing, 2 load of washing, did the dishes and also the weekly medications. May not sound like much but for me it was.
Woke at 6.04 laid there for a few then got up,went to pee and ring Tasha.
I sorted out Easter gifts for the girls and Leo, gave Blain money yesterday.
Summer loved the bunny ear rings I gave her.
Tim getting the after hours doctor out as he is sick with the flu, yes he is at work but will get the doc out when he gets home.
I managed to sleep in till 6.30, I got up peed in a bottle, no a ice cream container in the toilet yes. If I tried to pee in a sample bottle it would be shaken all over the bathroom…..lol
After that Tasha helped me dress and took me to have blood taken. I had a fasting test.
Tim off work for the rest of the week.
Around 11ish Sandra rang to say that the doctor told her to contact her siblings to say our goodbyes. Jess drove me down to the hospital, Tim is too sick to go.
Tasha went to see her Nan as did Kathy. At one point there was 10 visitors 7 more then we were told she could have.
After I got home Sandy rang to let me know Mum had deteriorated rapidly,thankfully her conditioned stabilised,for a bit.
However she rang again at 5pm to let me know Mum isn’t expected to survive the night.
Woke at 6.30, no phone call about Mum, I guess that’s good.
Around 9.40 Tasha drove me too see Mum, Sandra was in the carpark making phone calls, she said the doctor had just told them that Mum has days at best. However, she looked and sounded good.
Mum said that she will see,she isn’t ready to die.
Tim went and saw our GP who prescribed antibiotics.
Woke up coughing, something shocking. No way I can go see Mum.
Rang Sandy she said Mum has been moved to a single room and that Dave, Leigh and her spent last night with Mum,there was a few close calls last night. They think she will pass today some time.
Tasha came and showered me ready to go out tomorrow.
No more news about Mum.
Woke at 5.30 so got up and had a wash and breakfast. At 8am I got ready to go shopping,Jess forgot but when Tim rang her she got up and we left.
It was bloody great going shopping, don’t need to go every week but once a month would be nice.
No change in Mum’s condition.
I bought Tim a new thermal undershirt and of course he doesn’t want it, so going to get Tasha to return it.