Early this evening I noticed that the conditions looked good for a rainbow. My kids were immersed in games so I told them I was just popping out to the street to see if I could spot one. They leapt to their feet to join me. We were excited to spy a skerrick. Was it... Continue Reading →
My children regularly ask me questions about where their father has gone. What happens after death? What I say is this ...
(Also published on Women's spiritual poetry blog) 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... Continue Reading →
Small unsolicited acts of kindness are like tiny rainbows that provide light and love through the heavy fog of grief and challenging times. People often say "Let me know there if there is anything I can do". When people said it to me I would usually smile and say thank you but rarely take them up on... Continue Reading →
"A fun summer event at our local waterslide - the goal to catch up in memory of my husband - share some laughs and reconnect"
Photo: Rainbow over my local beach - Manly Beach, Sydney Australia. Rainbows are our special connection to my husband, to each other, to hope and joy and to the mystery of life and universe. It is uncanny how many we have seen in the past 8 years since my husbands last few days with us ...... Continue Reading →
I've never really been a fan of rollercoasters. Perhaps it is the anticipatory fear, the lack of control, the jolts. Sometimes when you ride a rollercoaster there is section where the ride flattens out and you coast along collecting your wits and stabilising breath - but in the back of your mind you know that... Continue Reading →