Hurting with Hope

​My parents are good at struggling sightly, I should know this by now. I remember five years ago when Dad rang me to say that in a week’s time, Mum was going into full time care and the plan was for it to be permanent.  They dealt with that emotional rollercoaster, Mum was only 49... Continue Reading →

Beautiful Eulogy

Some of you may wonder why I am doing these blogs. Why do I not just keep things private? I believe that by sharing our struggles, you can help others and others can help you. We are not meant to travel through this life alone. The past few weeks, life has been pretty overwhelming with lots... Continue Reading →

What did that nurse just say?

In my last blog I said how I’m not going to sit back and take it, I’m going to STAND AND SCREAM. Scream about hope, scream for those who are hurting, scream that the fear of what may come will not control me. Well this is me SCREAMING for those who are hurting. Now this... Continue Reading →

Why I believe even though my heart aches

​Roughly four weeks ago I found out that I inherited a degenerative gene in my family called Spinocerebellar ataxia type 3 (SCA 3), also known as Machado-Joseph disease (MJD). Basically it is a progressive decline in muscle control; losing coordination, balance, speech, swallowing, eventually requiring wheelchair assistance and the support of someone to help you with everything. There is no cure for this disease...

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