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Well to start I had better tell you some history of it... I was a Home Carer and Personal Care Worker For over nine years and during my time I met up with a family, and fell in love with. Their Mum was a friend from school, she worked in the science lab and rooms, when I attended there. Then I would drive her Dad to a Daycare program a few years later. Then years after that coming in one afternoon a week to help with her twins(boy and girl 6 mths) , four year old son and six year old son with non-verbal Autism. I quickly got to know the two older boys, Nicholas, 4, would spend the afternoon with me. I ironed while he explained how the electricity was getting into the house and recording our chats... Or some days we would cook cakes and learn lots from each other. Anthony, 6, would like his video on or plan his escapes into the paddocks or get me the ice cream, bowl, spoon and the like. We also played many children's games and he was very ticklish. Well after being with these incredible kids and parents, Mum was found to have breast cancer, so all that and many months of all that goes along with it was her plight. Getting the all clear and on the road to recovery wasn't all so good, for their found a tumor on her brain. It was so hard for her but that was the person she was, strong, caring, a real fighter, and very faithful. Her suffering ended 8 years ago this November. That day at her funeral was something I shall never forget. Seeing the children, broke my heart to know that their Mum was no longer able to physically love them. I think thats when I was also diagnosed with depression. It was only a month or so later, I was unable to work, so leaving them hurt. I live in a country town and they are about thirty kms out, so we do see each other rarely, I see their Dad a little more. But this is the reason for me telling this. On the 6th August I was 44 and my friends who teach old-time dancing to our local deb sets, asked if I would help them with the special school deb ball coming up. I would bring a young fellow out to be presented to the official party and if he wasn't able to dance then we could be close by. This fellow is Anthony who is now 18, tall and still a real sweetie. So turning 44 was one of the best days, seeing Anthony again. He looked into my eyes, smiled we tried doing the dances, he really wasn't interested in them so we stood beside the CD player. Every now and then he would grab my hands and play with the bracelets or my fingernails. But a few times her would get one finger and make circles on my other palm. This was one of the games we played all those years ago... And the other Mums their said that her reacted to me really well and we got on easily. Telling them about our times together, they thought we had had something to do with each other before. Well last night was the first ever Special School Deb Ball. I know Anthony had a great time, he clapped and rocked to the music and even jumped a few times and I'm sure the photo's his Dad will love. I have had so much fun seeing Anthony again, the twins are now teenagers and Nicholas is over in USA on an exchange program. Their Gran was there last night too and she is proud of her daughters children. I guess that now its over I will miss them all over again, but I know I will always love them forever. Sue 
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9/14/2008 6:00 am |
Pen and Pete, Thank you both your reading about my memorable night. I still can't stop smiling...Sue
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9/13/2008 6:35 am |
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. . . Without Absolute Truth, there are only lies disguised as truth, if you know not the Absolute Truth and it is NOT within you, you will embrace a relative truth that fits your eternity, that is presently before you. Continue to be faithful, deliverance is near, obedience must be seen, be an unconditional blessing as He continues to bless you. This time is short, serve Him well, serving all. Without exception. Know? Yes? ? .
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9/13/2008 2:47 am |
What a beautiful story, Sue....you are an incredibly caring woman, and going by the interaction between Anthony and you.....you obviously are remembered with love. I guess everything has a season, I am reminded of this too, and it's very precious to have memories that will carry us through to the end of our days. I pray God blesses you abundantly my friend, and brings good things into your life.....more joy than you can contain!  Penelope Captive of Hope 
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