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
The stories that make Bree the bright, spark that she was.
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
One of the first thoughts of a rest day in Burgos was being able to share another story of Bree, maybe even two depending on how I felt emotionally. I knew then, I was making the right decision for me. So, here we go… Christmas in Sydney is hot. Like, Continue Reading
A Lesson in Believing the Right Choice Will Come Along
I spent four days in hospital after giving birth, relatively alone and terrified. The first night I was left alone with this tiny baby, it was dark and I was sobbing because I couldn’t remember how to wrap a nappy and everytime I picked her up, the bit of cloth Continue Reading