Pieces of Me

‘Tis the season for shopping

Eight days till it is all over. Eight days till the presents will all be unwrapped. The Christmas ham left overs will be wrapped up in the fridge waiting for left over lunches and late breakfasts. Excited children will be playing for hours with their new toys. Christmas will once again, be over. But in…

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Everyone makes mistakes

Some things are just meant to be easy. Straight forward, easy and hassle free. Like the time when I was so rushed and distracted while reversing out of my mum’s driveway that I didn’t notice my sister’s partner driving in. Even at a few kilometres an hour speed I hit his front end. It wasn’t nice.…

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Kidspot Voices of 2014 Gala

I had good intentions to take photos on Saturday night. I even packed my camera into my evening bag, battery charged and ready to go. But the night didn’t play out the way that I had expected. I took my camera out only once. Two photos were snapped. Good intentions and expectations swayed to the…

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Lunch with Rachel Zoe

When I first got the email from Valerie asking me if I knew who Rachel Zoe was my answer was simple: “Rachel Zoe – as in the stylist extraordinaire? Never looks anything but amazingly fabulous – that would be the only Rachel Zoe I know – and by “know” I mean stalk her on her…

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Coffee, champagne and cupcakes

When my blog turned two and I invited four readers to join me for lunch to celebrate I didn’t know what to expect. I had the cupcakes, the champagne and the great food. But in essence we were five strangers about to sit down together in circumstances that perhaps to someone looking in were a…

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Recovery

Recovery is the second part of my story – take a moment to read the first part here. The infallible truth of our destiny is something we do not confront often. Until of course the volatility of life is exposed to us and more so if that life is our own. Recovering from surgery left…

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Rupture

The key turned in the front door lock. One o’clock in the morning. Time became frozen, immortalised. A dim light upstairs caught his curiosity. Keys and wallet on the table, suit jacket crumpled onto the back of a chair. In his exhaustion he walked upstairs. In the dim light of the bathroom he found her,…

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Do you want to catch up for coffee?

Two years ago when I first started to write this blog I thought I had found my passion. I always knew I loved to write. I just never believed in myself enough to write. When that changed and I hit publish on my first ever blog post part of me felt like I had found the…

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Arrival #myfamilylens

Our house isn’t the same without him. There is an echo down the halls. A dull silence that hangs suspended trapped almost. Hovering in held breath and drawn out anticipation. There is nothing sinister or overwhelming in his absence. It is just that he is not here. That is enough. The morning coffee he makes…

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Memory #myfamilylens

Some weeks weighs us down. In more ways than other weeks do. The days feel longer. The nights feel heavier. These are the weeks when our thoughts are not linear. They are only circular. Around and around they go weaving through questions and doubts. On weeks like these you need to find a way out.…

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