MY NEW CAR!

Today ladies and gentleman, I am proud to announce that I have bought something that I have been working towards for three years now.

I am a proud new owner of a 2008 Ford Focus. It's a beautiful titanium grey colour with five comfortable seats and a spacious boot to put all of my expensive shopping bags in.

That is correct.

All of those ugly days working at a supermarket have FINALLY paid off. In just one month (pray to God) when I pass my driving test, I will be a free soul driving around my beautiful little car.
(Oh how much I just want to sleep in it, tuck it in and make sure that it's not too cold sitting outside.)

I feel as if I have no taken upon the responsibilities of a small child.

Dear Lord what have I done?

Claire Louise xxx

Aunty Grace

Today has been just over a week since the death of the most inspiring and courageous woman I have known to this day.

After saying our goodbyes on Wednesday night at the hospital, on Thursday 2nd April, my Aunty Grace left us, free of any pain and distraught.

This past week has left my entire family in such a pit of emotions, I can't even begin to explain. Family get together's are now left empty, your contagious laugh isn't alive anymore and the candle burning next to your picture frame is left to light up the room in memory of your lively spirit.

Although at times it was painful travelling to the hospital multiple times a week for a few months, those times will be remembered for years to come. 

Yesterday we said goodbye, and celebrated the short life in which you lived. It was a beautiful service which had such a high and touching response from everyone who paid their respects. All of the nieces and nephews stood up to speak of memories shared with you and how you touched each and every one of our lives in a different way. 

Aunty Grace was the woman who looked after us when Mum and Dad were unable to. She was the woman, that if watching Hannah Montana made us happy, then she would sit down and watch it with us usually singing louder then the both of us just to make us laugh.

Aunty Grace took on the role of our second mother. She loved us as if we were her own children and did everything in her control to make sure we were always okay, even if she was unable to be with us.

I have no idea how spending every Saturday morning with pom poms entertained you at all of my netball games, but somehow, you made it a priority to be there. All of my dancing concerts, despite I was only in two or three dances, you were always there cheering me on.  

So many things have already happened in the past week that Meagan and I wish that you were here to gossip and laugh about with. The small things that happen between Meagan and I you would be the first person whom we would call. 

I don't think any words would do justice what you meant to Meagan and I and how much you effected the both of our lives. 

Although you are gone, you will never ever leave our thoughts. 

Claire Louise xxx

ED SHEERAN

My goodness Ed Sheeran everyone...

At 2:25pm myself along with my best friend arrived in an ongoing line, waiting for the door entry to Ed Sheeran's concert.
After waiting in the hot sun for multiple hours, the swarm of people were allowed into the Arena, everyone pulling out the big guns, elbowing and exciting shouts.

We were released into the mosh pit standing area, were we were told to sit down and wait in anticipation for this beautiful red headed man to come out.
And boy was he worth the 5 hour wait. Ed walked onto the stage with nothing but his guitar and his loop pedal.

After having seeing him two years ago, my expectations were high, but this show completely blew me away. This man is so versatile and the confidence that he had talking to the crowd, my goodness. He is a very rare artist that shows utter appreciation towards his life and the impact shows like these does to him. There were times whilst he was singing where the man would just stop and smile. Ed would just look out at the audience and smile this cheesy grin, something that is rare in an artist.

He had the power to silence each and every spectator in the Arena, and sing one of his much slower and meaningful chords, which for me was the most beautiful song he played. He sang Tenerife Sea with such passion in his voice that I think startled each spectator. 

This man had such an effect on me last night, it is safe to say, I would pay $100 over and over again to see him slam on his guitar over and over again.

Here is a poor quality picture of Ed with my shaking hand trying to capture this beautiful moment.