LET'S STRIP ALL CHURCHES OF THEIR TAX EXEMPT STATUS. It should be a privilege and not a right. Make them all prove they are taking child protection seriously and really helping the community. Lawyer PETER KELSO says the days of wealthy churches bludging off the taxpayer are over. Read Peter's full article here http://kelsolawyers.com/au/news-item/strip-church-tax-exemption-status/
It's been a rough and tumble year. I haven't been able to actively beat the drum as much as I would like and although I couldn't attend the LYS stall at the Fraser Primary School fete, I was honoured to judge the colouring-in competition from home. It really made me feel involved, surrounded by all of this beautiful artwork. Thanks to the Fraser community and the Canberra vollies who ran the stall, you guys are awesome.
And no doubt Sam will get all miffed if I don't tell him 'good job' for finally becoming Birdman Sam, although he never would have flown without Shae and the Titty Titty Bang Bang Gang, let's be honest. So well done to the whole team!
Big Heart Project update coming tomorrow! XXConnie
I still remember that fateful day, two years ago today. I remember the sights, the sounds and the exact moment that awful realisation hit for my wife and I - that we wouldn't be coming home with our son. I remember being taken into a private room in the Intensive Care Ward away from other families as the nurses and doctors had clearly identified that our son was dying. I remember calling a colleague at work and openly weeping and yelling nothing more than 'he's going to die! he's going to die!' whilst curling up in the foetal position locked inside a phone booth on my mobile phone.
I remember meeting with Riley's health care team and being informed of the most hideous news possible - that I would outlive my beautiful baby boy. I clearly remember speaking with a doctor one on one immediately after Riley's health care team had informed us they didn't think he'd last the day. This doctor wasn't in the meeting but he specialised in paediatric cardiac cases and he advised me in a kindly manner through several tears of his own that he didn't think our son would see much past 2pm (Riley passed at 2:30pm).
I remember sitting and singing him a lullaby as I watched his life fade in front of our eyes. His perfect little body had fought so hard for so long against such a heinous disease and it simply had no fight left. After the last signs of life faded from his body I remember our beautiful nurse tolerating me weeping hysterically, speaking absolute nonsense and thinking impractical thoughts. I will always love that my son was cared for by some of the most compassionate human beings I've ever met and his last nurse will forever be one of my heroes.
I remember getting down to the ground floor and my heart absolutely breaking as the nurse who cared for us on his first night in ICU walked in to start her night shift. She saw us walking out with our belongings and without a baby and she dropped her bag, started sobbing and engulfed us in the biggest hug I've ever experienced. It's a hug I'll never forget (even though I wish to never experience again under the same circumstances). She could say nothing more than 'no, no, no, no, no!' My heart was hurting so much. It still hurts now.
I remember driving home with tears in my eyes, looking in the rear vision mirror and spotting his car seat. I was immediately thrown into a fit of rage. I pulled the seat out, threw it on the ground, kicked it and at that very moment wished death upon myself. I wasn't rational, but I still know with every fibre of my being it shouldn't have been him.
I remember being so totally and utterly numb after finally returning home. I remember sitting holding his blanket and smelling the last remnants of his fresh new baby smell. I had to hide it away because I was petrified I'd lose the last piece of him that I still could cling to. I remember dismantling the entire house of his belongings within 24 hours and being ashamed of myself for doing so. I was weak. I simply couldn't look at what once was filled with my incredible little man and now was empty.
I remember immediately formulating my exit strategy. I wanted out. Whether it be starting life anew in another state or country, or simply abandoning life itself. I'm extremely grateful for my wife and daughter who helped pull me through some of the bleakest and blackest places I've ever been to. As a side note: good grief counsellors are vastly underpaid and incredible at what they do.
Above all else, I remember him. My brave little warrior boy in the blue and white hat. I miss him. With every single atom of my body I crave holding him just one last time. I have now perfected the mask which I wear in public, built up so I can talk freely about my son and hopefully protect others from the horror he experienced. I talk and often other people break down in tears whilst I remain resolute - but I miss him so much.
I talk to him in the car when I'm alone. I cry for him when no-one is looking. I love him and I miss him more than any words could ever do justice. I'm grateful and heartbroken that his last moments of consciousness were spent with me, as he cried in agony. It fills me with anguish, it haunts me and it's the reason I fight for other families. Nobody should bury their child.
I can't believe it's been 2 years. In some ways it feels like a lifetime and in others it feels like it just happened.
I love you Rileybear, I miss you and I'm sorry I couldn't fix you.
Waleed Aly nails it: "It's a neat trick, really. Take a country with enough gas to supply itself "indefinitely", send the vast majority of it overseas, refuse to sell locally at a fair price, create a domestic shortage, then demand access to some of our most environmentally sensitive resources as though it's an emergency measure."
Moonpie the miniature heifer was found at a local livestock auction and taken to refuge sanctuary. She now lives with 12 dogs and thinks she’s one of them. Way too cute. (Credit: Facebook/Rocky Ridge Refuge) #9Today
Last night at 11.50 our gorgeous girl was wrapped in the wings of an angel and joined her friends and family in heaven. Lisas passing was so peaceful, slipping away in her sleep without pain nor fear, just as we'd all prayed for and more importantly just as Lisa had wanted it. Her wee room was calmly lit with her rock lamp, her music had been playing and we'd held her hand and talked to her throughout the day, I just knew it was time.
As you know Lisa had a special wee knack for seeing the time 11:11 as she knew the angels were watching over her, she passed at 11:50pm on the 11/03/17, this would have brought her so much comfort. I whispered to Lisa at 11pm that there was a full moon which she loved, I told her it was there to light her way for her special journey, I washed her and freshened her up and 50 minutes later she was gone.
Our hearts are shattered into a thousand pieces, Lisa was one of the most generous souls to walk this earth, she would do anything to make us happy. In fact she'd do anything to make anyone happy, she was one of a kind. We were so blessed to have her in our lives.
One thing I know for sure, Lisa passed with so much love and support from around the world, you could feel the sincerity in every message and comment. Even though she was sleeping we would tell her how her followers had really rallied behind her along with the increase in her followers and the outpouring of love being shown. I know in my heart of hearts this meant so so much to her. You guys were her love and her passion, you gave her the strength to leave a legacy to be proud of.
Thank you a million times over for your never ending support. Although the next few days will be one of our toughest challenges yet, I will be in touch in a couple of days to advise you how we're coping and where to from here. I'm not sure what you would like to see happen from here on in but please, do what you've always done, be open and honest as I want to keep you involved x
Victoria Police welcomes one of the safest cars in Australia to its fleet, a Mercedes-AMG E 43, as it hosts police from across the State for the Towards Zero Road Safety Conference 2017. The Guardian V2 replaces last year’s Mercedes-AMG GLE 63 Coupe as an operational highway patrol car and is on loan to Victoria Police for the next year.