Of which, I am not one. I am not a morning person by any stretch of the imagination, so I must have had rocks in my head to sign up for a sunrise hike. Here was my thinking, (it seemed logical at the time). I would be needing to get Continue Reading
Being a real hiker… for two seconds!
Due to a necessary element of trying to find a property to purchase as my first home, which meant every spare moment trudging around property inspections, and then facing Bree’s anniversary, I hadn’t been on a hike for over six weeks. Who would have ever thought I would be agitated Continue Reading
21… and pregnant.
Last year, on Bree’s anniversary, I was joined by a couple of dear friends and I did something very different. We went out to a number of cocktail bars in Melbourne, and with photos of our beautiful children sitting framed on the table in each place, we all shared a Continue Reading
Bereaved Mother’s Day
I remember a bereaved mother one year, telling me about leaving a shopping centre in tears in the lead up to Mother’s Day. She had walked past a shop and in the window was a giant poster with the words, “All I want for Mother’s Day is a hug from Continue Reading
Being Okay with the Rain
I was really hoping to start this post with a bit of a philosophical reflection along the lines of “sometimes, when life seems dark, the clouds can part and hope can peek through and grief is a bit like that.” I was doing the Sydney Harbour Bridge Climb today to Continue Reading
What on Earth am I Doing?
I need to put this out there – I am not a hiker. I am barely a walker. My life is too busy to be a couch potato, but my idea of walking was moving between some of the fabulous hidden bars in Melbourne that potentially were on the other Continue Reading
Bag of Hearts
Sometimes, it can be inspiring when you let certain thoughts go and simply open yourself up. At the beginning of 2018, I knew I needed to make changes in my life to become the type of person I wanted to be, but had no idea what that was. I know, Continue Reading
About Bree
On March 17, 2019, it will be 20 years since my gorgeous daughter Bree passed away. She was just three years old. 20 years simply feels surreal. How can it possibly be 20 years since I last saw her face, kissed her goodnight, caressed her chubby cheek? Time is both Continue Reading