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I realise it may be surprising that I’m blogging again. Like, who even remembers blogging? Why did we spend our evenings, huddled over our laptops, spilling our guts on the…

I wrote something back in 2018 that I keep coming back to. I was trying to articulate the terror and the grace of watching my child grow up, of having…

I found it. I genuinely think I found the worst lead generation strategy in the entire history of people trying to sell things to other people. And listen, I have…

When I take five minutes to breathe, this is what enters my head, and I can see it so clearly now: My mate, Byron, shared his concerns about being able…

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“I made you.” I am bleary eyed and just waking up, with hot coffee.   My mum would’ve turned 77 today. In all of her learning of me and teaching…

This morning, I said your voice was a memory. By this afternoon, it was loudly resonating across my house, it was like you were in the next room. It’s been…

This post was originally published in 2015, on DigiKids, a webzine created by Stacey Vee & I, that encouraged parents towards guiding their children through the digital world in a…

I’ve always maintained that parenting hit me like a brick and a cushion. A brick, because the jarring, unyielding, transformations that you go through are neither kind nor easy. And,…

Traditionally, I’ve written a lot to myself (into the void), or passed notes from underneath the table to others. Those letters, written to everyone from my parents, to my child,…