Bye Bye Beautiful Girl

I believe in Angels. I always have. I always will. I don’t believe in God, or religion, but I do believe in Angels. (Yes Grandma… I am allowed to believe in Angels without believing in God – there are no rules when it comes to faith!) Today we scattered my sister’s ashes. She is now at…

Pixie dust & prayers

Today I reached out to friends near and far, asking for good thoughts, prayers, and pixie dust – depending on individual leanings. I am eternally grateful for the thoughts, prayers and pixie dust that were sent skyward bound, into the heavens… Today one of my children faced the legal consequences of making stupid decisions as…

Love is a splendid thing

How easy it is to love. How hard it is to be loved… At the risk of repeating myself too many times, I have beautiful friends. I really do. Amazing, kind, intelligent, supportive, thoughtful, empathetic, giving, honest, creative, awesome people. I don’t have a huge circle of friends – nor do I want a huge circle of…

The Starving Child

Today I awoke to the sight of little brown furry ears resting on my pillow, peering out the window at the rising sun and the clear blue autumn skies. The day held so much hope. Hope can be deceiving. It matters not how, or why, I ended up in a cycle of soul destroying binging and…

A Guiding Light

The quirky and delightful Mindfump has requested stories about supportive and inspirational individuals in the world of mental health recovery. I have been blessed with a few such individuals – but there is one gorgeous soul who immediately comes to mind. Last year I was in a terrible place. I’d fallen down a dark and dirty hole and it…

Curiosity caught the kids

Becoming a mother was the most beautiful and perfect day of my life – all three times. Motherhood is my calling and I cannot imagine my life any other way. My greatest joys have come from my children.

And my greatest worries.

Full Function

And if as a society, we nurtured those in the earlier stages of illness, perhaps those “high functioning” addicts and depressives, those people with hidden and invisible mental illness, would feel okay about acknowledging their issues much earlier on. Because the earlier the problem is tackled, the better the outcome.

09 January

Personal Prompt: You invented a time machine, but it only allows you to change the events of one day in your past. What would you change and why? Well firstly, yay me. I invented a time machine – an achievement my children always claimed they would make and I beat them to it! Today I am…

04 January

Personal Prompt: Write a letter to your future self. Dear Future Self, Congratulations! You made it 🙂 I know right now it is hard to picture I even have a future self (well – a long-time-into-the-future future self), but I guess it is possible. More importantly, I really hope that the sense of despondency and…

Not Your Average Patient

It is not every day you meet a woman with no ears and half a nose. Lucy Henry is not an average patient in the Emergency Department [ED], with her prominent scars from self-inflicted burns. She is one of the forty thousand patients that present at the Royal Hobart Hospital emergency department each year. This 35-year-old blonde is confident and comfortable in herself, despite the life-altering events of the past 13 years. As she relaxes on her sofa, with devoted dalmatian Lottie nearby, she speaks frankly about her experiences as a self-confessed “frequent flyer” in the emergency department.

Remember

Today is the anniversary of my mother’s death. It is seven years since she passed away after a ten-year battle with breast cancer. Every death anniversary – and I’ve collected a few dead people now – leaves me feeling very melancholy and reflective. There are three deaths: the first is when the body ceases to…

Maurice

Maurice is an old man – he will soon turn 89. He has the slow stooped walk of the very old. His skin is smooth and clear with deep, furrowed lines around his mouth. Bright, astute eyes weep with evidence of recent surgery. He limps, holding a cane, heavily favouring his left leg. But his…