You communicate with me, and connect with me in more ways than you realise. With your eyes when you look at my treasured fish drawings. With your ears when you listen to me singing my songs about lizards. With your touch when you hug me goodnight with a squeezy cuddle for the eleventh time. And with your voice … Continue reading “Please Don’t Shout at Me” – What Your Child Wants You to Know
I had been a mother for a little over eight years when I first became the mother of a mother. I felt more than ready. I felt confident, even. But after we moved to our rural property and welcomed a very spirited rescue kitten into our family, I would soon come to realise that I was not at … Continue reading When I First Became the Mother of a Mother
It was one of those special days. The kind where the people you love the most are all around, ready to spend the day together. The kind where the sun seems to be shining just for you. An idea was planted, a course was selected, and a determined group of eight set out for a day in … Continue reading Making Memories in the Tasmanian Wilderness
I don't think I ever expected to be this homesick. By the time we sailed away from the mainland, six weeks ago, I didn't have the slightest urge to look back. I wanted to only look forwards. And I needed to save my dwindling energy for the next steps of my journey. As I write this, … Continue reading Growing into Our New Life, a Quieter Life, a Calmer Life
The late afternoon sun is blinding. I have to shut my eyes against the glare, though I don't bother moving my chair away from the fierce rays. It is, at best, a mediocre excuse in case my kids happen to notice that I'm crying. They don't. They're having too much fun playing mermaid and pirate … Continue reading Reflecting on the End of a Chapter Scarred by PTSD
There has been a shift. Our daily routines are now moving amidst the winds of change. And normal is very soon going to become an entirely different landscape for us. Everyday, I'm making lists. No longer trusting my memory with all that needs doing today, next week, next month. And I'm now gripped by a vehement … Continue reading Counting Down the Days to a New Beginning
The clerk at the post office gives me a strange look as she processes my paperwork. A look I've seen before. One that outwardly appears politely positive, but inwardly hides her surprise, her puzzlement, and her questions. Because when you live in such a sought-after coastal town, a town that people from all over the country flock to for their … Continue reading No-One Can Run Away from Their Problems, so Why Are We Packing up Our Life?