Day 147 to 165 of 365 Days of Gratitude – Black Hawk Anniversary
It’s been 18 days since I last gave gratitude on this blog. I’ve been grateful for many things in those 18 days and most of them deal with my health and being alive. We should have gratitude for every day we wake and live on our beautiful planet Earth. Lots of people have come and gone since I’ve lived, and I ponder why some left this journey early, while others (such as my nana who lived till 94) stay longer than, perhaps, they would have liked. And, mostly why do some die so young?
I am melancholy about this, as during these days the anniversary of The Black Hawk Accident occurred. 18 of our finest men died in that tragic incident June 12th 1996. 15 were SAS soldiers and one of them was Corporal Brett Tombs, a dear school friend. Many Australians will remember when the two Black Hawks collided over Townsville and how we mourned as a nation when we heard of the tragedy.
I think of Brett and his family each year and wish he could still be here with Gaye (who I also went to school with) and their two children, watching them grow up. It’s one of those things that, even twenty years later, you still don’t quiet believe that it happened. It resonates with me further because two of my sons have been in the defence force (one did three tours of duty). The Black Hawk incident shows that even in peacetime, there is always danger of some kind protecting our country. RIP Brett Tombs and all the young men of The Black Hawk.
You can read this tear-jerking account from last year’s Courier Mail, featuring Brett’s daughter Giverny. Brett would have been so proud of her and his son, Josh. I am grateful for something through that, and that is that his children have wonderful uncles (Brett’s brothers) who love his children and do their utmost to fill some of Brett’s void for them. It’s poignant and bittersweet.
So, for these 18 days of gratitude, let’s just say I’m truly grateful that all my family are safe and that we are here.
Reflect on what you were doing on the day of The Black Hawk Accident 21 years ago.
Lest we forget.
It’s perfect book reading weather
The days are getting chilly and if you’re in south east Queensland at the moment it’s raining too. It’s time to rug up, with Ugg-boot-footed feet, a warm cuppa and a good book. I prefer to read novels with warm, exotic themes in the colder months. There’s nothing better than being swept off to an exotic beach location (even if it’s only in a story).
The Zanzibar Moon is the perfect winter read. You’ll forget it’s even cold when you imagine the white sands, blue skies, ancient dhows and turquoise waters.
If you also yearn for an erotic romance with a sense of adventure; an utterly sexy guy whose best friend is a wild cheetah, it certainly ticks that box. Did I mention he also has an adorable heart-melting son?
You may want a story that’s not just a romance, but also has an interesting story line. What if it’s filled with family ties, unique quirky characters, intoxicating landscapes, Arabian Knights type magic, Swahili, multi-culture, awesome wildlife, tear-jerking moments and set in a magical setting? Ticking more boxes?
Well, what are you waiting for? Grab your copy of The Zanzibar Moon . As you read you’ll be transported to a beautiful world, where magic happens.
The Zanzibar Moon out and about
I recently caught up with my sister, niece and an old friend and her partner for breakfast. We took the opportunity to take photos at Wildernis Cafe Bar, with us holding The Zanzibar Moon in front of their magnificent artwork. It was a wonderful way to share my story in a lovely venue, that I highly recommend. Beautiful fit-out, nice views, ambiance and delicious reasonably priced food. It’s a special place to dine.