Stolen moments and little getaways are so important. Family is important. So couple of weeks ago we set on a weekend adventure to visit our bigger three. First a flying trip down into what we call “exile” where offspring number four resides with her man and two little ones. Jumping in the car, hubby puts on his … More Heading South
Life as we knew it changed in 2012. Suddenly the road ahead became obscured, like looking through the windscreen when rain is pelting down. Everything blurred. Plans were undone, views became obscured and confusion came while I struggled with the ‘what now?’ and unwelcome feelings of abandonment. It wasn’t just my little cottage dream that … More LIFE – Nothing like the brochure.
Recently I had the great privilege of spending a few weeks in Italy investing into a dream I’ve had for some time. Some years back I’d stumbled upon an Aussie girl living in Italy. Lisa kept popping up on my FB feed and I soon realised there was much more to this lady than the … More When the excitement fades
I don’t really know where my love for Italy began, but as I walked these beautiful ancient streets, I was enthralled by beauty and history all rolled into one. Church bells rang out Ave’ Maria and caused my heart to sing, making me want to spin with with excitement. Sheer overwhelming joy of being in … More Italy and the Angel
I’ve decided I don’t much like Rome in the summertime. I guess it’s not really summer yet but it’s hot, hot hot. Tourists following those dreaded flags walk en’ mass, blocking little cobbled lanes and I’m glad I’m not one of them. Eventually, I settled for an afternoon spritz, just to catch my breath. It’s … More A Journey’s End
I’ve spent the past weeks running out early every morning trying to beat the birds to my fig tree and most times I have. I’m blessed to have figs, figs in plenty after what looked like an ominous early sign of NO FIGS – WHAT NO FIGS!! I was a wee bit worried. You see … More Lessons from my Fig Tree
Sometimes one comes to a place in ones life where we can feel “held” not hemmed in so to speak, just held. Just when I begin to feel that maybe I can move past my disappointments, even regrets and just get on with life in this holding bay, something comes to shake my status quo … More A Holding Bay
