Sara Rosetta Photography

A couple of weeks ago I had the honour of being shown around an abandoned orphanage.
I love old buildings, I love history, I love stories of the past, I was so excited.
Little did I know at the time it was not a very nice orphanage.
When I found this out we were just about to enter the grounds. Even worse was the stuff I was told before we entered the boys building.
My heart was so heavy having a 2 year old boy and more empathy then I can handle. I warned everyone that I may come out crying. Lucky I had my camera to occupy me from the tears I wanted to shed for the poor little children that suffered monstrous dealings while they were there.

Over 4000 children passed through this orphanage and fortunately there are good stories, well maybe not good, but they aren’t bad.
The stories that have drawn all the media attention to the place are ones that make this orphanage the worst in Queensland, they are ones that should not have ever happened to a person at all, especially not a child. Children. Repetitively. Or to the end.

They are not my stories to tell, but some have been told and they are out there for you to read.
Please don’t go searching if you know you couldn’t handle them.
I did, and I couldn’t.
For days I hugged my little boy tight and fell asleep in pain for those children.
Justice will never be served for those.

Here are the pics I snapped along the way.

The boys building

Washing room down stairs

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Nursery

Church


Dinning hall and Kitchen


The black hole.
This is were children were locked up, you go through the white doors, through a wash room, through a room with water systems them there is the door were children waited out their punishment behind.

Girls building


Cemetery

Memorial on the highway

Sara.x

Sometimes it’s so easy to forget how much you have when your vision is so set on the future.
The present moment is all you need and all you should be worrying about.
Being grateful for what you have right now.
Being grateful for the roof over your head and the food in your fridge and pantry.
Being grateful for the clothes on your back and the fact that you are able to read this right now.

I am grateful for a small but humble home, it may not have the furniture that I want, but it has furniture. I may not have the clothes that I want, but I have clothes.
I am grateful that we have food, healthy food, the foods we love, and little treats as well.
I am grateful to have a husband. To have a husband who is my friend and companion and who supports me no matter what I want to do or were I want to go.
I am also grateful that I have a husband who works a good job everyday and even does overtime just to provide us with the best he can.
I am grateful that I have a healthy 2 year old that loves me and doesn’t hesitate to demand my time and cuddles. Who may know the least but can teach me what priorities are worth the most.
And I am grateful for my friends, near, far and even further away, that remind me to stay grounded and that its OK to dream, but not to let my dreams float me away from what I have already.

Everything that happens in your life leads in the direction it should and ends up at the moment your in right now.
No body is given a life that they can’t handle, you are given your life because you are strong enough to live it.
Don’t dwell on the past, don’t give up on the future, and most of all don’t forget what you are lucky enough to have right now.
Be grateful.
Be great.
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like music.
The other day I cleaned out the CD draw. That in its self seems like an outdated thing. Cd’s…pffttt everything is mp3 now, if you don’t have itunes then your being left behind. Purchase, download, sync, plug in and bam, your out the door listening to your new album without having to worry about filling up another CD draw!

Its funny to look back at all the old albums and singles brought over the years.
Lots are keepers then there’s others that are fazes that you grow out of.
If you didn’t know me as little as 6 years ago, you might be surprised to know that I grew up a heavy metal chic. Metallica was my all time favourite but I did have others that ranged from Linkin Park to Pantera to Strapping Young Lad.
Crazy I-can’t-believe-I-use-to-listen-to type of music.
Those were the years that anything went, and nothing mattered.

I think when you find peace in your life it can reflect in the music you listen to.
In my case it certainly has.
Today I listen a lot quiter music and not just the one genre.
What does my itunes hold? Lots. Lady Gaga, B.O.B., Lenka, Owl City, Feist, La Roux, Lykke Li, anything from Glee, and loads more.
It’s a huge difference from the head banging days I lived years ago.

Now what to do with all those unwanted Cd’s.
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Sara.x