Hero

im sitting here with a beer by my side and every single candle i could find in my house burning.

im sitting here being the brave daughter 

trying to hold back the sadness and trying to be positive.

being positive is hard.

its hard when you have to watch someone you love so much suffer so many set backs on a journey to good health.

my beautiful amazing strong glorious mother has battled through a nasty ( almost ) year

taking verbal blows about her health....

the past ( almost year ) she has lost things no one would ever dream of losing

she has had to take in on the chin and keep on fighting..

the whole time she has done it with her big brave face and her smile..

she has cried tears, we've all cried tears

she's held back tears, we've all held back tears

she's thrown things in a moment of anger, we did too

and last but not least

she has sworn really loud and asked WHY?

..

so have we.

it's moments like this in life which test your strength

which test your will to keep on fighting

which allows you to ask questions you never thought you would have to ask

.

.

i now look at my mum

and i feel the tears making there way up the back of my eyes

i feel that tingly sensation and my vision blurs

but i have to stop, take a breath

i am so lucky to have such an amazing, strong mother too look up too

she is a fighter.. and believe me, she does not go down without a fight

i hope that i will one day be able to conquer my fears like she does

shit  has hit the ceiling time and time again the past few months and even at the worst of times

she still manages to hold it in and say :

" oh shit poop bum bugger "

and get on with the fighting.

sorry to swear but 

I FUCKING LOVE MY MUM SO MUCH

she is my best friend

she is my little aussie battler

x