Recently my beautiful man and I celebrated our 24th wedding anniversary. It certainly was not an easy day, but it was however a fabulously triumphant day. I’d been having a pretty reasonable month until the week before our special day when I relapsed and my health declined quite badly. Our anniversary was far from all rainbows, … Continue reading Six Percent
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Dirty Shoes
Driving with my now 19-year-old son. Out of the blue, he grabs my hand and says, “I’m so proud of you, Mum. It must be hard knowing that no one will ever really know but us. I hope we are enough – that we know and we are proud.” Yes my son, it is enough. … Continue reading Dirty Shoes
Heart Grown
Today it is with heartfelt joy that I celebrate the incredible women who chose to love their children. They are not the ones who found out they were pregnant and had no choice but to carry and love that child. I want to pay tribute to the mummies that didn’t have to, but did. They … Continue reading Heart Grown
Thin Skinned
Why is it, that people point out sensitivity as though it were a handicap? “Oh, she’s just very sensitive.” A statement often given in ‘that’ voice – I’m sure you know the condescending tone I’m referring to. A comment often delivered in a somewhat back handed compliment approach. You find yourself forced to return a … Continue reading Thin Skinned
D-Day
Ten years ago, I found myself extremely unwell. Not knowing where to turn, we chose to give up a big home in suburbia for a tiny old home on acreage… yes our 3 boys shared a room, my laundry was the size of a cupboard, I had no wardrobe but used a linen cupboard in … Continue reading D-Day
Family Culture – my people
As the Easter weekend approached, we made a last minute decision, the day before, to head off camping for the long weekend. Of course every campsite in South East Queensland was fully booked. Finally, I found one last available campsite three hours north in Bargara. I announced the decision to my teenage boys whom all … Continue reading Family Culture – my people