The photographs are of my brother Paul, best friend Catherine and myself as young children. We were always playing dress ups, and always had such a wonderful time. I will enclose my journaling below which can be found on the reverse side of the layout - these memories are some I treasure very much, and hold close to my heart.
Memories stopped for'
us' in April 1990, when you were sadly taken from this world. It was a time where nothing seemed to comfort
the grief I was feeling at the loss of my brother. We cannot create future memories, but I do
remember so many wonderful childhood memories as we were growing up....
I remember....
Picnic's with Mum,
Grandma and us at the Warby Ranges...
Riding in the back of
Grandma's 'Herby' car, going to visit Great Grandma in Yarrawonga - we used to
take it in turns in sitting in the very back and used to argue on who would go
first...
I remember Autumn
fires, burning all the leaves and us dancing in the smoke thinking we were
creatures of some imaginary world...
..and the ant houses
we used to create from dirt and water.
We would sit for hours on end in just 'dirt', building a world that only
'we' could ever understand....
... and how we used to
hide our horrible vegetables in the pantry as soon as Mum's back was
turned. I also remember the trouble we
got into when the pantry was cleaned, and Mum found our stash...
The dead-arm you used
to gave me when we fought - and how good you were at pulling my pig-tails!
I remember defending
you at school and hitting a young fellow over the head with a tennis racket,
you were most impressed.
Meeting all the kids
that lived in the street, we'd all sit on the back of the truck talking for
hours. I cherish the photograph of us all, but sad it is not a good photo. I remember the time you also fell off the
truck, and how frightened we were when you went to hospital.
Swimming in the river on hot Summer afternoons...
Staying up Christmas night to meet Santa....never wanting to burst each others bubbles, that he wasn't real...
I remember the first
fish you caught, I was so jealous and wanted to catch fish too, but ohhh no, I
was a girl and girls didn't catch fish .... pffffttt!
How mad you used to
get if I snooped in your room, and found some ammunition to use as bribery
material....this worked both ways.
Your love of cricket,
and how good you were at playing....
Walking to school
together and you insisted on dawdling all the time....
Loved the times we
dressed up and played imaginary figures from cartoons we'd seen on
television...
Playing hide and seek,
and me finding the perfect spot (on top of the roof of an outside toilet) and you
not being able to find me. I later
shared this spot with you, and we used to sit up there and admire the 'world'
as it was.....
I remember, our last
phone call ... and still to this day, brings tears to my eyes .... it was as if
'we' knew ...
..and I will always
remember, and never forget our 'special' memories together as children....
As most of you have probably no doubt worked out, I am totally addicted to embossing at the moment - and had to enclose a close up photograph to show the amazing detail. The
Stampendous, embossing powder set has the most amazing colours in it!! The title was embossed in Aged Gold, and the below chipboard lattice in Shabby Pink which has flecks of white, pink glitter, and gold - yummy!! The lace paper doilies beneath the lattice, and the
mini roses were coloured using the
Interference Red, Perfect Pearls Mist - matched perfectly.
That is it for me for 'now'..... have a great and productive day....and thanks for visiting...
Sandie
Materials:
Paper Doilies
