Not the girl you think you are

It’s hard to explain to someone who’s known you less than a year what you were like for the other 46. All those experiences that shaped you. All the ways you’ve grown. All the bad patterns that were formed. All the ones you’re trying to break.  Let’s start with me in primary school. Way back […]

Stepping back in time

The horror attic clean-out has begun. Husband started the job while I was transporting the chooks to Port Stephens. He sent me a photograph of a little gem that he unearthed: the youngest’s first report card, from her New York Montessori school days. The message he attached said: “Recognise this little girl? I do.” The […]