Category Archives: Loss
Ol’ faithful
I owned a pair of thongs, shoes, when I was 8. They had a sole that felt like sponge, soft and welcoming on my little wide feet that were growing at a rapid rate. I wore them everywhere that summer … Continue reading
Widening the spaces – living with our dead
A couple of years ago I stumbled across a lovely article in the Herald about a woman. A creative woman called Victoria Spence who was exploring new ways to acknowledge loss. I emailed her. We chatted, and this month (fingers … Continue reading
he ain’t heavy.
Yesterday a lovely writer I know shared the news that her brother had passed away suddenly. I remember her talking about him and how their relationship grew from him being a brother from another father . She’s a person thats … Continue reading
An academic reflection of 9/11
For the last two and a half years Ive been knee deep in journal articles, academic ponderings and large books. Those large books double as platforms for your Mac so that when on Skype people look at your face, not … Continue reading
A safe place to mourn – a TSIB interview
One of the ways I notice families react to the sadness and trauma is to find ways to make meaning. Meaning not only of the loss but meaning as to how they might survive it. Rachel and I connected … Continue reading
Landing somewhere
The funny thing about divorce with kids is that there is never a distinction between the past and the future. It all blurs into one life that you have to continuously negotiate your way around. I don’t mean in … Continue reading
The lens of distance
When I was young I travelled overseas alone to meet with a boy I had met in my home town. He had left a month prior to me and we had planned to reunite in Thailand and then head on … Continue reading
Scaring the crap out of them…
May 25 is International Missing Children’s Day. A day where we are supposed to stop, listen and share the images of those little ones that havent been found. Yet. As much as we try not to overshare with our kids … Continue reading
Saying sorry…
Im not one for aspirational quotes. I think the more time you spend on social media the more you tend to notice peoples love affair with the written word. Not necessarily their own but quotes from famous old people…(I … Continue reading
The Ride: being heard
This is an image from The Ride. where Anton visits the site of his accident. Everywhere I look this year its been about people taking the leap out on their own, not waiting until the proverbial knock on the door, … Continue reading
