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Sisterhood

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  In the cookies of life, sisters are the chocolate chips. I was over the moon, when my sister finally arrived from Australia to help me with my wedding plans. I was missing something, and  when she arrived everything was easier,she made the long trip even 5 months pregnant. There’s a four year difference between us, me being the eldest, but we have always been close. Sure I remember the childhood screaming and the pigtail pulling and scratching to get the attention. But we’ve grown a lot closer, now more than ever when “parent” family decisions have to be made. She has her own loving family now, two children growing up fast, we mightn’t see each other , as we’re now living miles apart …but we speak to each other often. We’ve shared good and hard times…laughed together, cried together, felt heartache together… She helped make my wedding day beautiful with all her talented works,and I thank her for sharing this wonderful day with me… My niece was flower girl, and just a little princess… …

A memorable stepping stone Pt 2…

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The day of my wedding the sun was shining from early morning, it was an early start for me and the girls. My house was filled with warm wishes, flowers and bubbly. My sister did an amazing amount of needlework, silk roses and ribbons for my wedding. She’s very talented and creative. These are the cake knife ribbons… The ring cushion… A hat box, for all those special trinkets and cards… The marque was filled with fresh flowers, and fairy lights… It truly was a special day…

A memorable stepping stone…

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  One of the unfortunate things of living a long distance from home, is that my wedding day was only shared with my immediate family.Family and friends sent me warm wishes for the day, so I had everyone there in spirit. As most of my family and friends, haven’t seen these memorable moments from my wedding day… leading up to our 6th wedding anniversary I’d love to share with you this special day in my life. I had the blessing of my parents, sister , her  husband and my niece making the long trip over to spend seven weeks before the day with me.  I was so surprised when Dad said he was coming over. He’d never flown before and Australia to Europe is a long trip. But they arrived and the wedding plans went into action. My images in my mind were simple, elegant and of course no meringue dresses!   I didn’t want the confined atmosphere of a restaurant, set time limits or set menu’s. So the decision was made to have a garden wedding, not a common …

Handwritten Recipes

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I don’t know about you, but I haven’t received a handwritten letter in ages.  The computer world of clicking has taken over from the personal notes and letters I once received. The quick flash notes that I’ve written while connecting to friends have never had  that same personal touch as  receiving in the mail a handwritten letter.  The emotion and enthusiasm of going out to check the postal box, reaching for that envelope, looking at the handwriting and instantly knowing who’s it from. Our memory never fails us, a quick glance at the hand written address and instantaneously we recognise the handwriting. In a heart beat we open that letter and enjoy the feeling of that connection with the person who hand wrote that letter.  The last thing I received through the post was an Easter card from my mum. Mum’s part of the old school ways, and never forgets to pop in the post that Birthday card, anniversary of Christmas wish.  Apart from the quick one page grocery and the things to do list, there is one thing that I write and …