One of the saddest things about a relationship ending is losing the shared memories. Well, not losing them, but having them fade. The memories stay alive when you laugh or cry or fondly reminisce together over them. I dated my first boyfriend for six years, then he was gone. How could someone I'd seen almost... Continue Reading →

There's been some pretty heavy stuff on the blog recently, so I'm lightening things up to give you a break from the big issues. And it doesn't get much lighter than how you feel when you are loved. Sure, I have my wobbles, I need to work the whole career thing out and my husband... Continue Reading →

My ex did some pretty shite things in the dying days of our marriage. But, as time passes, my awareness of the role I played in the demise of our relationship grows. It takes two to tango and - in most cases - two to end the dance. I neglected my marriage in its final... Continue Reading →

One of the amazing things that's come out of blogging so openly about my marriage break up is all the people - some strangers, some friends - who've reached out to me. I've corresponded with so many strong, beautiful souls who've suffered heartache or crushing disappointment or survived rocky stuff. Their experiences are usually way... Continue Reading →

They say a picture paints a thousand words. Pictures also paint a thousand lies. It was so tempting to write a post about my idyllic Sunday bike riding around Narrabeen Lakes, eating fish and chips by the water and wandering along the beach at dusk. Lucky me! But that would only tell half the story.... Continue Reading →