Mum stuff | On my mind...

The tissue paper flowers pictured here were made by Seth and given to me on Mother's Day. I love them. They're so bright and colourful, and he put all his effort into making them perfect for me. I am a lucky mum...

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I have written this post four times now. Sometimes its so hard to communicate how you really feel about something without offending or upsetting someone (whether they read this blog or not). Lately I have been thinking alot about love and loss.  The love for my children is beyond measure. They know it, I know it and the whole bloggy world knows it because I mention it often enough.  I will never understand then why a parent would take the life of a child.

Seth has been asking me about Kiesha Abrahams. I didn't realise that he even knew who she was...its amazing what they pick up from the media.  He wanted to know what happened to her. How do I explain to him that the two people a child is meant to trust most in this world, have taken her life away, buried her body in the bushland like an old dog, lied about it, then sought sympathy from the media and the public?  I told him the truth.

He asked me if they threw her off a bridge. No sweetie, that was poor little Darcey Freeman.  Last night he asked me what abducted means.  Now, Kyla Rogers has become another statistic at the hands of a parent. Will people remember these children? I sure as hell will.  Three little angels that were betrayed by their parents.

At what point do you go from being cranky at your child, to absolutely beating them until they take their last breath? I will NEVER understand it. How can a child annoy you so badly that you go to that extreme? How can you hate your ex-partner so much that you'll "punish" them by taking away the life of a child? It absolutely brings me to tears and breaks my heart.  Being a parent is a privilege.

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Some mum's are not so lucky...

Heartbreak touched us personally recently with the unexpected passing of a family member two days before Mother's Day. K was a young and vibrant woman with two young children, and she will be deeply missed.  Nothing can ever replace a mother's love and I have constantly thought about her children since that day.  I look at those tissue paper flowers and think of the gifts that K's children had made for her for this Mother's Day. They never got to see the joy in her eyes when they presented them to her.

Yesterday, I watched my children walk down the hill from the bus stop.  Eme was happily skipping along, while Seth carried her school bag for her.  I started to get teary for everything that K and her children will miss out on. Simple moments. Quiet moments. The not so quiet moments.  Her passing has very much put life into perspective for me.

Hug your children, and keep them safe. They need you.