Conversations over Coffee

Conversations with Kate

In 2013 I started the #convocoffee series on my blog. A monthly – then far less than monthly – link up. #convocoffee is where I met Kate. Back then she wrote the blog From Katie to Kate and I followed her stories and her dreams one linked post at a time. Kate suffers from Usher…

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Date Night, Every Night?

We tried to do date night. For years we tried to work out nights when: hubby didn’t have to work late, didn’t have a meeting, I didn’t have work, mum had a free night to watch the boys, it wasn’t clashing with anyone’s timetable, schedule or GoT night. We would pick somewhere hip young Melbournians…

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Pieces of Me

Not My Story

A new year brings with it a resurrection into a new life. A promise to do better, be better, want better. The idea of wiping the slate clean and starting again fuels our concrete filled minds as one year ends and another looms on the horizon. Yet I can’t help but feel that we start…

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I Have A Secret

There has been a lot going in my life, my family and the lives of my friends this year. A spectrum of happy stories and not-so-happy ones.  The one resounding thing I have learnt from the year has been: we are all very good at judging each other. We all know better. Have the better…

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Conversations over Coffee

Conversations with Belief

“How is the book coming along?” she asked. “I’m slowly falling in love with it.” There is a difference between the things we know and the things we believe. The things we know can be black and white, matter of fact. The things we believe often live in a world of grey. Our instinct, our…

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Pieces of Me

Be careful what you wish for

Be careful what you wish for is certainly not a new idiom to enter the lexicon, nor is it a particularly insightful one. Yet it is something I tend to have at the back of my mind, something I think about when I play out the days, the weeks, the months ahead. I am certainly…

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Pieces of Me

Forgive your past

Forgiveness is something we often reserve only for others. A sacred burial ground we allow others to cross, or in some cases, do not allow them to cross. Almost as if forgiveness is a barren wasteland we create between ourselves and the hurt that has touched our lives. Sometimes it is far easier to never…

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Conversations over Coffee

Conversations with the Wedding Dress

She would swoon over the wedding dresses in the window, coffee cup in hand, as she walked down the small street in her lunch break. A daily ritual. To escape work, to breath in some fresh air. Designers dresses lined up in a row, fairy tales on display. Each one a promise that happily ever…

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Stories of You

Mirror, mirror

It started with a message from a friend. A photographer who had an idea for a photoshoot. Her inspiration was to capture different women, black and white images, showing a different perspective to the stereotype of the perfect body. Not a new idea by any means. But it was something she wanted to do and asked if…

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Pieces of Me

The Seven Year Text Message

I can’t do this anymore. Seven years ago I hit send on the text message. I did not know what day it was. I did not know the date. The house was dark and dim, but I did not know the time. A tiny baby lay asleep in his cradle. A tiny toddler asleep in…

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