A very special 70th birthday celebration. This is in effect a love story about my daughters' love for their mother. I am truly blessed.

We moved to Queensland. You know, the place where it’s ‘beautiful one day, perfect the next’. For one year, while we searched for a house to buy...

It is Christmas morning. I indulge the yearly ritual of playing five Christmas CD’s on spiral, which means sometimes the same song by the same artist coming...

I didn’t cry when I left my home of 22 years in Melbourne, but I cried when I left the apartment in Runaway Bay. This beautiful place which we called home for more...

Leaving Melbourne When we drove away from our home of 22 years we did not immediately drive to Queensland. We stayed at my sister Preethi’s home for a few weeks,...

I feel envious when I see someone sit down at a piano or keyboard, or pick up a guitar and start playing effortlessly. One of my longings from the time I was a child,...

I read an article in The Guardian today that prompted this post. Sarah Marsh writes about her experiences as a deaf person, having worn hearing aids since she was...

I am ready and impatient. My older sisters are taking their time getting ready. It’s starting to get dark – the in-between time in the tropics where...