Missing


Today I was chatting to a beautiful, young, brave woman, she is also ridiculously  clever, she has earned degrees and diplomas…. as I said she’s clever. Despite all this, she struggled to concentrate long enough today to take a message on a phone call. She, like me, is also a kick-arse fighter of auto-immune disease. … Continue reading Missing

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

Start


27th of April. Today was my 3rd year anniversary living medication free. Yay! So excited and how absolutely gorgeous are my bunch of roses that were delivered today! Thanks Hubby! Instead of raving on about how amazing I am to have achieved this. I want to talk about something else. It’s more important,  and it … Continue reading Start