Anzac Day in my World


The day begins at 4.30am. Why?

Let me take you back 4 hours. Mum, “I have a date, 6 AM in my driveway.”Lets remember our Anzacs. Oh she says, if I wake up I will join you! 

Bang, I hear her bedroom door opening, tap tap tap, of the walking stick and her limp down the hallway. 

The last call is blaring from her bedroom.. Then, the front door opens! Oh my god, I jump out of bed, jeez I’ve slept in. 

I run out the front door, together we stand and pray silence. Then Advance Australia fair rings through the house.. we are at our patriotic best. The street is in darkness. 

Mum says “I thought there would be more people out. Yes, a little baffled I head towards the gate and gaze up and down the street. No lights.. hmmm. Odd!

I pop back inside to use the bathroom, check my phone.. 4.40am

Mum, “ I know why no one is out here” why?
Because it’s bloody 4.40am.

My beautiful world

Published by Janette Bendle

I have reached my fabulous 50s. Guess what, it’s okay. 20 years in the health and wellness industry. Educating men and women on the importance of nourishing their bodies with good food, moving with integrity, recharging their energy levels and empowering their minds. I love my job. A mother of two boys who are now men and my greatest achievement. A lover of words, an aspiring author with a book written and no idea where to go next, a poet who writes from the heart and her vulnerability. A foodie who loves to experiment, a salad lover , But not just your Every day salad, I throw in anything you can think of it ends up in my salad. I have a reputation for making the greatest weirdest salads around. As a total contradiction, I have a ridiculous sweet tooth. I rescue abandoned souls in the bodies of dogs, an animal lover, Who sometimes likes animals more than humans. My teacher in life, my mother never ceases to amaze me. I am one fortunate human being who is filled with gratitude for the life she lives.

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