Some sad news today, actor, father and son Heath Ledger has passed away.

Another shock to the Australian public after the tragic losses of other big aussie personalities Steve Irwin, Peter Brock and Belinda Emmet.

Makes me think about life. Nothing can stop the inevitible, your fate.

This gorgeous talented man had the world at his feet.
Money, Fame, a shooting star career, the most beautiful women in the world and a gorgeous little girl.
All of that could not stop what as going to happe, whether this was an act committed purposfully or not.
Money cannoty buy happiness.
He is still a real person.

He was somebodies son, somebodies brother and most importantly a Father.
Aussies never forget there own. RIP Heather Ledger, to young to be gone but we will never forget.
Remebered always in his legacies.

When we heard about it at work, many peoples reactions were "Oh i feel sorry for his little daughter"
Why when kids are involved people make it seem so much worse, like when Steve Irwin died, everyone was so upset because he has children.
I admit does seem worse but a life lost is a life lost.

It made me think. Did people react like that when my father died leaving behind a wife with two girls under the age of 2 and three step sons.
Did they pity my family. Thinking those poor girls will grow up without a father.
That kind of pity disturbs me, i know people do it with the best intentions but did they think my mother wouldnt cope or we would struggle through life with this eternal burden.

I never felt less fortunate because of that fact, i didnt know any better really. And my mum is the strongest human being i have ever known. To raise 5 kids as a single parent on one wage is a feat that i challenge any man to.

Through my teenage years when i had many problems and was acting out alot and developed certain habits, my psychologist, counsellor and many others would always imply that it stems from my fathers passing. I dont and never have believed that.
I was not without a male role model or father figure. I had 3 much older and awesome brothers who were/are always there for me.

Sometimes i miss my dad, which is weird, its like missing a stranger. How do you miss someone you never really knew and the only memory you hold of that person is there funeral.
Somedays i'm glad i cant remember because it would be so much harder if thoughts of him were creeping in, his laugh, his smile, smell, voice.
I sometimes watch home vidoes of him out on the farm with my uncles, and it makes me laugh.
I have turned out so similar to him without him even being here.

so ultimatly this blog is dedicated to all those people who have lost people, whether through tragic events or just a quiet passing.
Love to you all

Peace xoxo