When are girls old enough to wear makeup?
I have a seven-year-old niece who lives interstate, she is my only niece and someone I absolutely spoil. On my last visit, she wandered into the bathroom while I was putting on my makeup and was intrigued. We talked, chatted and bonded over our little makeup session. For me, an Aunt who hardly sees her,…
Read MoreTrust in the Process
The dead of winter late one night was when I saw it. Scrolling through my Instagram feed it stood out enough to stop my aimless distraction. An old typewriter, parched paper and a few faded words: Note to self: Be here in this moment. TRUST in the process and let the future UNFOLD. For most…
Read MoreKids and work don’t mix – or do they?
A few weeks ago, with no babysitters and a crazy work schedule, I thought it would be okay to take my son to work with me for a few hours. He was getting over a cold and I needed to tick off some things before day’s end. Armed with snacks and his iPad I thought…
Read MoreQuccija
It seems the older I get the more I have a soft spot for the traditions in my life. Not all the traditions, but many of them. Maybe it is a reflection on getting older, wiser. Maybe it is a way of having a tighter grip on a life that feels like it is moving…
Read MoreTen More Summers
In the stream of social media I paused long enough to read an article a few weeks back, an article for the life of me I can’t find now to link to this post. Nevertheless the message of the article was important enough to linger. It was a parenting article that told the story of…
Read MoreThree Wishes
In a heartbeat we are here again. The end of September and another year of writing passed. My blog turned three over the weekend. Past blog birthdays have come with some fanfare: a brand new blog design last year and so much excitement the year before that. The mood is somewhat different this year. Yes…
Read More‘I am home, but mother-of-two Andrea Lehane will never come home.’
Milk, bread and blueberries are what we often run out of on a daily basis. These are the things I usually duck out to the local shops to buy almost every day. Actually, my two boys and I just came back from the shops, we bought our milk, bread and blueberries, picked up some fish…
Read MoreConversations with My Hero
I’ll be honest with you, when I set this conversation topic I wasn’t quite sure what to write about. Often I set the topic and have a half sketched plan or post swirling around in my mind. This time, I thought the idea of writing about heroes was a good one, but that was all.…
Read MoreHumanity Without Borders
When I was three years old, my parents packed up their hopes and their dreams, waved good-bye to their family and friends and flew 25,000km to the other side of the world to start a new life. It was a new life that promised hope and the chance to dream. A new life that promised…
Read MoreToo Busy Sleeping
A book is born long before it exists on the shelves of a book store. Books are born into the hearts of those who write them years before that day. Still when the day does finally arrive and the book is sitting on those book store shelves the feeling must be out-of-this-world-amazing. I sat across…
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