A Harvest Moon Letter
Dear D, I spent 8 years homesick for Ballarat and breathed a huge sigh of relief the day we drove back into town. Back into our new house. Back home. Back where my grandparents had walked the streets I walk on. Back where I felt safe. And I hadn’t felt safe for such a long […]
Dear Daughters and Sons – Listen to RuPaul.
I realised in the middle of the night – which is when we realise all great or stupid things – that the one thing I regret in life more than any thing else is this – I didn’t believe in myself. I have lost opportunities. I have seen small rocks that needed kicking out of […]
Dear Daughters and Sons – The Things that Haunt Us
Many times in my life I have curled up into a ball and wanted to disappear feeling that I just can’t do it – life that is. About Half the Time: If I could talk to my younger self in these moments I would like to shake myself and say – Listen Younger-self – half […]
Dear Everyone – The right kind of Slackness
When I had cancer people said the most outrageous things to me. Theses included such wisdom as ‘Oh its Karma‘ and ‘I know exactly what you’re going through because my 94 year old father has cancer‘ and ‘Good things will come out of this‘. Worse and less was said to me. And because none of […]
An Embarrassing Confession
Dear Daughters and Sons, I have a confession to make. If I think about my life I can straight off think of many books that have changed the way I think or the journey I am on. Lady Chatterley’s Lover showed me that I didn’t have to stay in a marriage with no tenderness. Langdon […]
Dear Daughters and Sons – why I am an Atheist who believes in Church
My Sunday mornings are sacred. This combined with the boringness of singing hymns, listening to sermons, a lack of concrete belief in God and the churches archaic attitude to women and gays is why I no longer go to church. But mostly because my Sunday mornings are a sacred family time, spent in discussion over […]
Dear Daughters and Sons – how to not become a hermit in a knitted beanie.
Dear Daughters and Sons, All my life I have been ’emotionally fluid’ you know – like waves, large ones that roll and crash about without direction. Its gotten worse as I’ve gotten older which is a bummer because I expected to grow wise and become able to control my emotions. Not just grow older. I […]
Dear Everyone – Happiness only exists because of Sadness
In my last letter I said that I was starting Day 1 on my road to happiness. Somehow I got stuck at Day 1 and didn’t get to Day 2 for a long time. And when I got to Day 2 I didn’t realise I’d got there until I was looking back and was able […]
Dear Daughters – finding a perfect man – Dear Sons – why you can never be one
Yesterday my husband Pete forgot about my strict baptist upbringing and thought he would try a little role playing with me. He walked into the kitchen, swaggering in a singlet and shorts and said, ‘G’day Lovvie, I’m Big Bob from Big Bobs massage palour for professional women.’ He didn’t get the response he wanted, I […]
Dear Daughters and Sons on Day 2. To be Happy Put Your Head in the Sand
Dear Daughters, Sisters and Sons This is what I always do. In my mind I line up all the wonderful women I know, admire and love and then I focus on how far short I fall of them. This is not a good idea. But I’m not going to stop doing it, so instead what […]