My best mate

 Bliss and Mayhem – my  online space that I created to fuel my love of writing turns 1!

Can you believe it??!! I can’t. I have never really ever stuck with a hobby for more than a couple of months – this must be a sign of more good things to come.

And thank you. All of you, so very much for stopping by and checking out this little space. The support, comments and love that I have felt through this process has been overwhelming.

During this time I have written about so many things, snippets of my journey raising my Autistic boy, juggling full-time work with raising 2 kids, my ever evolving journey to better health, happier life and living each day in it’s most awesomeness – with lots of drops of the naughty word, because that’s me!

And you would have read little references to the man in my life, my best mate and forever person, Steve. He’s pretty amazing and by golly we have been on such a ride since the day we met.

We met which feels like decades ago but its coming up to 10 years when I walked into a local AutoBarn store with a cheap CD player for my car that I had picked up from layby and I wanted it installed in my car. It took me weeks to pay it off – see I was a single mum at the time, living pension week to pension week and making ends meet for me and my baby. So with my install booked in, Steve collected my cheapie CD player and told me it would be ready in an hour. When I came back, I asked for a discount for the install (the tight arse in me), which I didn’t get, but he asked me out for dinner.

We have been pretty much inseparable ever since.

 

We both had some criteria though when we got together:

 

Steve: Do you ever want to get married?

Cheryl: No way!

Steve: What about more kids?

Cheryl: Nup, got one that’s me done.

 

I asked him to marry me a year later and he said yes.

 

Jack was born 3 years after we got married.

 

How things change!

Above all else, this amazing person is my best friend. We have been through so much together and especially the early days of when Ethan was diagnosed with Autism and where most guys would have run as fast as they can – he stuck around. More so, he loved both of us and when he saw me at my most vulnerable – you know, that parts where you break down, snot and tears everywhere, with feeling of complete helplessness (especially when Ethan was diagnosed), where you bare your soul – he was there. Through. All. Of. It.

Don’t get me wrong though, it’s not always butterflies and rays of sunshine with us two. Like any couple, we banter, disagree, crack the shits and have gone through ups and downs like the best of them.

Year 7, was not the best year for us.

But I think what makes us work so well is that we are mates first. There’s no bullshit with us – we can be ourselves.

Even though he comes across as a hard nut to crack, the typical Aussie bloke, a bit rough around the edges – he has a heart of gold.

And I adore him for that.

I’m so very lucky.

 

So meet Steve! and our gang.