We cannot decide how many years our story will contain, but we can choose what we write into the years we are given. This weekend, as we celebrate fathers here in Australia, I find myself looking into the eyes of a man I never had the privilege of meeting. My paternal grandfather looks back at…
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The Waiting Heart
There are stories we carry for years before life gives us the experience to understand them. On Sunday night, I found myself waiting for my seventeen-year-old grandson to arrive. He was making his own way from home to our place, travelling more than one hundred kilometres from door to door. I had a warm meal…
A Tender Legacy
We may never see the full answer to our prayers, but their blessings may reach far beyond our lifetime. As part of a six-week course I am doing, I was asked to take a test to discover which emotions most strongly drive me. When the results came back, they stopped me in my tracks. The…
A Year of Reflection
Sometimes it takes standing between generations to truly recognise where we are in our own journey. I have often found myself thinking of life in chapters of ten years. There is something about a decade that seems to give the passing of time a shape. Ten years can sound like such a long stretch when…
My Treasure Chest
Watching a child grow up is a gift. Being invited to continue knowing them as adults is another. When I look back, it isn’t the big moments that rise first. It’s the small hands. The weight of a child asleep against my chest. The way time softens when you are watching someone you love grow….
The Silent Clock
As we grow older, the years behind us do not disappear; they become part of who we are. Where do the years go? They slip through our hands so quietly, and yet they do not disappear. They live on within us, just beneath the surface, waiting for the smallest thing to bring them back. A…
Life is Precious
A meaningful life is built when our daily choices reflect what we say matters most. Every single day we wake up is a gift —wrapped not in paper, but in possibility. We often move through our days as if they are endless,as if time owes us more,as if we can press pause on what truly…
All I Wanted
A dream can come true and still keep changing shape throughout our lives. When I was a little girl and someone asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up, I never hesitated. I didn’t dream of empires or impressive careers. I simply said, “a mum.” That was all I ever wanted. Not…
Christmas Wish
Sometimes we only recognise how much we have when we hear how little someone else has. Sometimes life has a way of stopping us in our tracks, quietly urging us to reflect. It’s so easy to get swept up in the holiday buzz, the endless plans, the lists, the preparations. This year my Christmas tree…
Grandfather Clock
What lasts across generations often does so because someone chooses to care for it, then places it in the hands of someone new. There is a particular kind of solace that lives in my family’s old grandfather clock. It hangs on the wall downstairs, keeping time with its steady, gentle tick-tock. On days when life…
