Most days I write about and reflect upon emotion-full memories. Frivolity as a counter balance is essential.
Much of the time my son wraps himself in a cloak of caution. Sometimes with extra layers of fear and anger. Wary of the world and life. I have an inkling of why he wears it.
If I could step back in time to the day that my young husband was diagnosed with terminal brain cancer, what would I tell myself? What would I tell the ambitious, independent, achievement focused, busy young woman who was trying to balance starting a family with career and settling into a new community? My younger... Continue Reading →
How my young children and I mark each birthday of my late husband Love, loss and gratitude intertwined
A few days ago I returned to a beautiful bay beach that has always had a little magic for me. It is in a National Park and is accessed by walking in several kilometres though bush full of wildflowers, tall gnarled eucalyptus gums with dusty deep pink bark, sandstone cliffs and vibrant green ferns. When you arrive there... Continue Reading →