The normal.

The normal.

It is fading all the time. The fear, the fragility. The pain and loss. It has been days, and then it has been weeks, since I was enveloped by the emotion and paralysed by the fear. And for some moments I really truly completely forget. I am peaceful. Laughing with...
The label.

The label.

This was one of the most rewarding things I have ever done.  I knew it almost immediately.  I knew it before I had really taken stock of it all. Before I was sitting on my couch in Melbourne, eagle-eyed for the first promo on TV. Before the flurry of messages...
The opportunity.

The opportunity.

Over the course of my almost two years of cancer fighting, I have had countless beautiful people offer their support. Emotional, social, physical, spiritual – whatever my need, it has always been more than met. This commitment to me has meant everything to me. Healed...
The work.

The work.

I slumped against the wall in my wardrobe, and my troubled head found a welcome rest on the doorframe. I was waiting. For the racks of corporate wear to materialise an outfit that I would feel comfortable in. Watching. The hems of skirts and dresses sway back and...
The speech.

The speech.

On 16 October I was lucky enough to be invited to share the stage with Prue Cormie at the Monash Partners Comprehensive Cancer Consortium Forum Dinner, to talk all things exercise and cancer. I wanted to share my speech with everyone, which talks about the outstanding...
The longing.

The longing.

Do you remember? When everything you ever wanted in this world was exactly what you have right now? I came across this statement last week. It rang in my head with such a haunting echo that I had to read it twice. So hey, why not. Do you remember? When everything you...