Tag Archives: Connection

X and Y – I think I finally have mine! Do you know yours?

I have spent so long trying to get clear on my purpose, my why. I am absolutely certain that I was not put on this earth to pay bills. I firmly believe that we each have a special contribution to … Continue reading

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The Future is Through The Rear Window

My Grandad on my Mum’s side, Hedley Barker, was a car man. Hard to believe that it is nearly 5 years since he passed away, on 11 November, 2009. If you were chatting to my Grandad about events gone by, … Continue reading

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Fifteen. Storytelling. My Way.

Yesterday was a big day in our family and in our house. Our eldest turned 15. Yep. FIF-freaking-teen! I mean.  SERIOUSLY? *First 15 photo. Mandatory Selfie with Mother. Ordinarily, my storytelling today would be about sharing how that day went … Continue reading

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Is FIFO the F word for Families?

Working as a divorce lawyer, it may surprise you to know that among all of the information I need to know from my clients, the one thing I don’t need to know is “Why”.   Why they have separated. In … Continue reading

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Struggling. On the inside.

I shared with you here about our almost spur of the moment to capture the opportunity for Dean to immerse himself in his country of origin, while his Nan still has the capacity to recognise him. Here is a precious … Continue reading

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Adventures in Connection

So, apparently, Dean is getting a plane tomorrow, to begin a journey something like this. Specifically, he is heading all the way over to this little red dot. The Isle of Wight. 384 square kilometres. Currently we live on a … Continue reading

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The Marker for a Man. My Grandad.

On this day 4 years ago I had my first sight of a front row seat to death. I wasn’t in the front row, but I could see it clearly from where I was. That day, my Grandad, Hedley Barker, … Continue reading

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