I’m sitting at my desk at work, with an empty dog bed next to me. ‘My assistance dog’ has quickly become ‘The assistance dog’, and...

The long game she doesn’t care that sleep has been elusive for me or that heart and head are discombobulated because of a man she smiles...

I wrote the following piece six years ago when my daughter relocated to Adelaide from Port Lincoln for University. This week, a number of...

Recovery from mental illness should not be a matter of luck I pull up in front of my house and turn the engine off. Through tears, I...

Bugga. I’ve just finished putting together an Ikea bookshelf and sitting in front of me is an assembled shelf and the inevitable hand...

I wrote this post about my teenage daughter ten years ago. In the last few weeks, I've started a new job working in a High School, and...

There are two vets at the practice I take my dogs to. They’re both wonderful and when I leave the practice, I feel like the luckiest dog...

“Sunny, yesterday my life was filled with rain Sunny, you smiled at me and really eased the pain…” Humming this to myself as I walked...

This photo sums up something of Eyre Peninsula for me. It’s a place filled with quirky characters, shaped by isolation and sculpted by a...

I wrote the piece below at the ten year anniversary of 9/11. Time flies by and although it hardly seems possible, here we are hurtling...

The gap between disability employment policy and practice I’ve just...

It’s 6.13 am on a Sunday morning and I’m awake due to a pretty terrible pounding in my temples. That last glass of red wine was a...