Dad, you and I were living in a small flat after you were born, and we didn't have a bath....but we made do with the laundry sink....you didn't mind...as long as you had your toys....
We didn't have a huge back yard, but we loved spending time out the back of our little unit....you were such a cheeky little guy.....and that smile....you've still got it!
at Mt Buffalo in Victoria...........then you threw them at Nana Clarke....the day was filled with lots of laughs and lots of cold hands.
Your first day of school was very exciting, but as we didn't have a camera back then....Anne from next door took a photo for us....you looked so grown up in your new uniform.........
Before graduating year 10 at High School you developed a bone disease called Osteo Chondritic Disease, where bone dies at the joints...and you had several pieces of dead bone removed from your elbow. This was to be a genetic disease that your younger brother would also suffer when he reached the same age.
Then there was the scare from your skateboarding accident....
You gave us a huge scare...I remember wishing it was all a horrible nightmare that I would wake from...
My mind returns to a vision of you lying on the road with your blood running in the gutter...although you can't recall; you were yelling to me looking into the distance...."Tell my Mum I love her,....I love you Mum'......You didn't know I was there at the time...as your brain had shut down the parts that weren't needed...It took a long time for you to accept that you would never be able to recall the accident, but I explained to you, that it was for the best...your brain new what it needed to do......
When you were air-lifted to a major Sydney hospital, letting you go in the helicopter without me was probably the toughest thing I have had to do...At the time I had no idea how I was going to get to you before you had brain surgery....but a dear friend helped me and I caught up to you a few hours later......
I can't imagine the pain your father went through when I had to leave him behind to head to Sydney..but I remember the sadness and fear in his eyes........When I finally reached you a few hours later.....I learn't that you had improved enough to not need the surgery. I was so relieved, I fell to the floor in tears.
When your memory improved you were able to come home a week later...we moved you into the back loungeroom which we were renovating...a nice big empty room would cope with lots of friends visiting. It took probably a good 12 months for you to get your energy back and you had to re-learn your maths from the start, not knowing 2 times 6 was a nightmare for you....but you were determined to get through it all.....
In your suit, you went on to graduate in year 10....celebrating at your Year 10 Graduation dinner.
While completing your last two years of High School, you got your licence...and found a job delivering Pizza's at night.....Remember how proud you were when you saved enough money to pay cash for your first car? Another proud moment.
Having lots of friends by the time you were 18...we decided to celebrate at your place of work.....Having enough cake to share around the staff was great.....but the first piece was for you.
Today is your 20th birthday...We are so proud of the high principles you live by...You are a fine and honest young man with a future of lots of exciting adventures to experience.....
The day you were told you were a successful applicant for an apprenticeship with RailCorp as an Overhead Linesman Electrician; was another proud day for us....and you too....
Today I will cook your favourite foods for your evening meal....and on Saturday we will celebrate with your old work mates at Sam's Pizza....Your girlfriend is staying with us to help join in the celebration...and Poppy and Margaret will have time to get up here from Corowa too......
We all love you so much...you ARE a fine young man that any parent would be proud of.
Welcome to your twenties......with many more good years to come.
I love the tribute to your sweet boy. Such a good mommy you are. Time flies by so fast...Melissa
ReplyDeleteOh boy...don't they scare us at times but we love them so much. Motherhood truly is a blessing.
ReplyDeleteI loved your story telling and wonderful photos...this will always be here for your boys to re-read.
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Oh Nelly! That's the nicest thing I've read in a long time. I didn't want it to end. What lovely memories you have and a way with words. My son is only 4 nearly 5 and if he makes it to 20, I hope to be as proud as you. He's a terror! LOL Hope you have a great time this weekend with your son and what a credit to you and your husband for raising such a respectable young man.
ReplyDeleteAnne @ Domesblissity xx
Happy birthday D!
ReplyDeleteI really enjoyed reading this post! Thanks!
ReplyDeleteHappy birthday!
ReplyDeletewow what a journey you have had, I hope the rest of your life is alot less bumpy.
huge hugs to both you and your brave mum!
A lovely birthday/tribute post Nelly. Goodness you have had some hairy times. You had me on the edge of my seat.
ReplyDeleteDonna
Happy Birthday D! What a lovely post Nellymary!
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday. What a wonderful tribute from a loving Mum. I have just found your blog so I have been busy reading reading reading. Love it!!
ReplyDeleteCaroline
Happy birthday to your son !! I hope you all have a fantastic day.
ReplyDeleteWow, what a survivor! He's (and you and your husband) been through alot. He must be able to tackle anything now! happy b'day ! love,andrea
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday to your son! A lovely post. My oldest turned 19 yesterday too.
ReplyDeleteHappy 20th to D!
ReplyDelete(Lovely post, Mum!)
Thanks for all the wonderful birthday comments. D read them all last night after work....and says a big family too...He is a very strong willed young man...There is lots I didn't mention...like when he was going through the WorKforce medical...lost hearing in one ear and was denied entry to the Forces..which he had been working towards since he was 12......That was a really tough time too....but it made US even more determined to find another career path.......sometimes we don't understand why things happen....but it all worked out in the end..........love ya D.
ReplyDeleteThat was the sweetest birthday tribute ever. What a Mom!! Oh, and what a Son too.
ReplyDeletebrenda from arkansas
Just saw a pic of Nanna Cady.
ReplyDeleteI know her.I just have to remember where from.
Nanna Cady lived in Lynne street, Oak Flats for many years. She was a very valued member of the Red Cross as well. Maybe she even sold you a ticket or two for the stall. She also went to church religiously every Sunday.
ReplyDeleteYou can also read about nanna Cady here. Just click on the link.
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Hope you come back at fill me in how you know Nanna Cady.