Dunmarra
I wrote this post on our road trip down to SA. I’ve only just got around to publishing it. A hundred km’s out of Dunmarra, the landscape is flat and green and a lone bird soars over the road. The temperature outside the car is hot, and the few clouds in the sky hold very little promise of rain. It’s a desolate place. Lone and vacant. And the worst is yet to come. When I was a little girl, I loved Dunmarra. Nothing more than a road house about 650 km’s south of Darwin,...
Read MoreTwo Years
What a difference two years makes. It’s been two years since we travelled on our first family road trip to SA. Two years since we played on beautiful beaches and ran up and down glorious sand dunes. Two years since Christmas was spent cool and children rugged up, instead of hot and muggy. A lot can happen in two years. Since we last did this trip, all our children have grown up just that little bit, making the whole process more enjoyable and memorable. The last time we were here in...
Read MoreThe Super Woman Myth Myth
So I started watching this absolutely mind blowing series on the way the brain works, and how negative thinking can cause depression as well as just about everything else, and I realised I spend a whole lot of my time beating myself up. I’m my own worst critic, quick to jump on all my failures and wallow in a pit of self pity and extreme dramatism. This kind of thinking is not helpful, so in the spirit of all great turn arounds, I decided instead to see if I have super woman qualities....
Read MoreI’m Not Religious
image credit It’s not a surprise that I’m a Christian; I make no secret of it. I love my faith and I embrace it. It makes me who I am. I have a passionate belief in the existence of God and that he sent His son to die on the cross for my failings. This blog is not a place that I would usually say that. Not because I’m scared to, not because I worry it would lose me followers, but simply because it is not appropriate. I know my audience, and the majority of you do not share my...
Read MoreWaiting for the Light
It’s a little bit dark over here. Not dark in Darwin. No it’s pretty sunny, and of course hot. Dark in my mind. I seem to be stuck in some kind of hole, and my Zoloft is doing very little to help me out of it. The main result is that I feel like I’m not doing anything very well. My floors seems constantly dirty, my washing un-ironed, and my clothes too tight. And then there are the kids. Did you know I have four? Four little people all with loud voices, and a thousand words...
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