Sad day

My family is ok and I am ever so greatful for that but today my ultimate sporting hero died.

Chris Mainwaring, the amazing number 3, hero of my younger days died today, unexpectedly at the age of 41.

I remember idolising Mainy for so long. He was one of the best West Coast Eagles to ever play. I remember his role in the grand finals we won. I remember his cheekiness, his larrikenness, his Aussieness. To many in Perth Chris Mainwaring was a hero. I remember when he fell from grace and was found with marijuana. It's almost funny now, to see how time ticks on and illegal drugs are such a big part of sone of our hugest sporting heros. Back then it was scandolous.

Chris Mainwaring you were an amazing footballer. You will go down as a part of the West Coast Eagles dynasty and you will never be forgotton. My thoughts are with your wife and children.

Well here I am

Welcome old friends and new, or perhaps I should just say hello to myself as I am unsure who will be interested in my dribble....:)



I want to remember the preciousness of life. So much has happened to us as a family in the past five years that I have forgotten to stop and smell the roses, to delight in the very fact that each day is precious.



Today I sat and listened to my girls laughing hysterically about a silly show on TV. Well Chloe started laughing and then Jessie joined in and then I had to laugh as there is no sweeter noise than your children delighting in the nonsense that is life sometimes.



Once I used to delight in life a little more visibly. But then things just overwhelmed me and being a mother, wife, friend and lover seemed to overtake the me that used to be. And although I never can be that girl again, and really don't want to , I do want to enjoy more moments as life is far too short to take too seriously.

This is the place for me. There aren't too many of those anymore and I need somewhere.