My Year of Firsts!

Woke up to the realisation that today marks one year of being single for me! Life has been absolutely unpredictable, and I have kept my seatbelt on for the ride! Here are some of my firsts: Learned to live alone 🤟🏽 Wept so much my soul ached and my bones hurt 🎭 Improved my runningContinue reading “My Year of Firsts!”

The thoughts in my head are just as tumultuous as the storm unfolding out there!

Being free, and feeling free are two different things. I think of this today as I lay in bed, watching a feral storm brew outside, feeling so constricted in my own skin! This holiday period was the most challenging time of the year, and while the rest of Victoria enjoyed restrictions free holidays, I wasContinue reading “The thoughts in my head are just as tumultuous as the storm unfolding out there!”

Get into Bunnings ladies!

Disclaimer – This blog post represents my inabilities to understand anything tools of trade and is not meant to be a view of women in general. I know some really cool tradeswomen who are still trying to educate me on the difference between a socket wrench and a torque wrench! All power to these womenContinue reading “Get into Bunnings ladies!”

What do I need to feel whole?

Swing on swings with my kids Lay down on the decking and imagine shapes of clouds as they morph from a horse into a sea dragon into a bowl of spaghetti in the blue sauce ⛅️ Run in the rain 🏃🏽‍♀️ If I had to be honest I think I need to be loved andContinue reading “What do I need to feel whole?”

I get myself flowers every so often because I love me

Self-love has always been shunned by our society, and every thought of loving oneself comes with a nagging thought of “Am I a selfish person?”. Yet how do we expect others to love us and desire us with boundless passion if we cannot love ourselves without feeling shame? When we love ourselves without prejudice, itContinue reading “I get myself flowers every so often because I love me”

The dishwasher – a symbol of my failed marriage

Every time I stack the dishwasher, I am reminded of the first meeting I had with my (then) husband, when I told him I wanted out. I sat across the table from him in a coffee shop, as I couldn’t bring myself to have that discussion at home. We discussed the impending end of ourContinue reading “The dishwasher – a symbol of my failed marriage”

Chris – The photographer who is a fan of women and doesn’t use toilet paper!

I met Chris for a coffee at a little bakery in Camberwell. Camberwell is a busy little suburb close to the Melbourne CBD and is known for its cafes and the Sunday market. The Sunday market holds great prospects for a plant enthusiast like me, and the warm jam donuts served there are to die for. The key isContinue reading “Chris – The photographer who is a fan of women and doesn’t use toilet paper!”

Girlfriends that call you out on your shit and hold you up through the darkness

 I have a bunch of awesome friends who have held me up through the worst time of my life. They call me out on my bullshit, they tell me when I am being unrealistic, shoot down my pointless dreams. But they built me up, they held me tight through the dark days, they listen toContinue reading “Girlfriends that call you out on your shit and hold you up through the darkness”