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For a while, grief felt like a dark hole I didn’ For a while, grief felt like a dark hole I didn’t want to fall in to. No thanks! I’ll stay on the surface. I didn’t know how deep that pit was. And, more importantly, whether I’d ever be able to pull myself out again. But the grief begged to be felt. I couldn’t move forward, I was stalling. So I went there. I let myself feel it all and you know what? The pit was very dark but it was also… beautiful. Filled with the sound of him, with memories of his touch, with youthful dreams, with mistakes and missteps we’d made, with the births of our children and every single one of their early milestones. And so much more. I went in to the depths of grief and I found … love. And it was only then that I could accept that we’d always have a missing piece but that missing piece could shape-shift into the most pure love imaginable. And so I chose that. For all of us. Now this is our whole family in 2025. A living breathing reflection of love. If you are in the throes of grief, I created Grief Notes just for you - a series of 30 voice notes from my heart to yours. Comment ‘GNOTES’ below to get access or head to my bio And remember to hold tight ❤️
I loved him with every fibre of my being. I felt s I loved him with every fibre of my being. I felt so lucky to love him, witness him, start a family with him. He made life very interesting - his curious nature, creative pursuits, clever mind. He wasn’t gone from our lives as suddenly as his tragic death might make it seem. It was a slow goodbye in many ways. I grieved him whilst he was alive. Addiction is cruel like that. A person is right in front of you and yet unreachable. I grieved the love that was pure and real as lies eroded the foundations. I grieved for the security and stability of family life as I’d known it. I grieved the dreams that would never become reality. I grieved the loss of him before he died. It was a long, slow heartbreak. When he ended our marriage - grief. When he died - woooaaahhhh grief. The loss was huge. The path forward was messy and unpredictable. And like anyone who experiences profound loss, I found myself completely disoriented and unsteady. It’s been almost six years since Nick died. Which is crazy. I measure time in relation to his death. His path, our love, our family - it’s all ever-present as I raise our children on my own. I have found grief lonely and gruelling. I have also befriended it over the years. My old familiar friend, paying a visit to remind me how much I loved this man. And how much I still miss him. And how much I wish was different in the years preceding his death. It’s all so messy. It’s all ok. I now believe that part of living this human life is grieving life. It’s normal, though we don’t talk about it much. And that’s a shame. Because we all experience it. If you are in the throes of grief - I have created something new just for you. Grief Notes. Thirty days of voice notes from my heart to yours. Stories, reflections, validations, encouragement and insights into grief from my journey. It’s not a fix or cure to grief, it’s not a roadmap - it’s a hand to hold as you walk the path. Comment GNOTES below and the little bot will send you the link. Or head to bio Available now at the pre-launch price. I truly hope it helps ❤️ Feel free to forward on to whoever might need some extra support ❤️
Two years ago today I posted this pic and said ‘ Two years ago today I posted this pic and said ‘goodbye Melbourne’ as the kids and I set off on an epic four month overseas adventure. I had no idea what I was doing or where we’d end up. There was a loose plan for the first three weeks but then 🤷🏼‍♀️ I think back to this moment a bit. I was scared. What the hell was I thinking?! Taking three kids on my own without a proper plan. In this photo I was apprehensive and nervous and excited and tired (it had been a hectic month since I bought the tickets). The kids had blind faith in my ability to figure this out. But as it progressed they realised I was completely winging it. And not just the travel. They realised I was winging life. That I didn’t have a plan. I love they realised this. It was the start of the co-creation of our life. I’m the mum, the leader. And I wasn’t sure where we were going next. Their Dad had died. Then the next version of family, with another man and his kids, had dissolved. I was rudderless and …. weirdly kind of sure. Sure that it was meant to be the mighty four for a while. Sure that we were enough. Sure in my ability to parent them on my own. So whilst they knew I didn’t have a plan - they knew I had them. And a pretty solid expectation that life was going to continue being a big, wild adventure. They watched me use intuition, self-trust and bravery as I figured out our next moves on the trip. As for life… I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up. I still don’t know where I want to live. But what I do know is - when my heart gets the call to do something radical, like it did two years ago - I’m the kind of person who follows through. I have no idea what the next version of that will be! And whether the kids will be as happy to come along for the ride 😬 I guess this moment taught me that bravery is rewarded. And it taught my kids that whilst mum doesn’t actually have it all together - she most certainly has us. What a leap of faith. What an absolute gift it was to the mighty four ❤️
The struggle is good. Don’t you think? Figuring The struggle is good. Don’t you think? Figuring stuff out, finding a point of view, thinking critically - even the lessons involved in leaving things to the last minute and scrambling to get it done. When we make it all too easy with AI we lose a lot! There’s studies being released about brain atrophy due to heavy use of ChatGPT - it’s wild. And so tricky to know what to do. It’s a fascinating time and I’m unpacking heaps on the new season of Conversations with Lisa. Latest eps: 🎙️ When everything’s breaking and we still make school lunches. Sharing a term that describes the confusing state of knowing systems are unstable and yet continuing on business as usual. 🎙️ What our boys really need right now with @mikey.ellis - fascinating insights into how we can better steward our boys into manhood at this chaotic moment in time. 🎙️ AI photos and skipping the hard stuff - a short discussion on the value doing hard things and being outside your comfort zone. 🎙️ Conversation with Futurist @lynn_casey1 - a discussion that ignited hope and excitement in me for the future we get to build. 🎙️ Staying Grounded in uncertain times - a short reflection on what I learned in a chaotic marriage with someone in recovery that helps me manage the uncertainty of this moment in time. And sooooo much more! If you want to catch up on anything, write ‘TMIT’ below and I’ll send you straight to the poddy ❤️

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