I’m not a big believer in luck. Particularly when it’s attributed with success, whatever that is. Well sure, ok, there’s a bit of luck, right time, right place, right access. But then every time I travel I am always reminded of just how lucky I am. How lucky we are to even get to travel, how…

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What was it that made you fall in love, that burning unconditional love you have for your little one? Your little person, people, came out super cute, right? But I’m guessing, um better still, I’m knowing that it was so much more than them looking cute. The minute your eyes met, you saw their little…

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There are those you try & try with, those who never really see you, those who just don’t want to, those who you slowly warm to & grow into, those that drift in & out… And then there are those that weave through you & somehow you just know it will last for always. There…

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There’s a sweet little cottage somewhere on the Northside of Brisbane that’s full. Not full of stuff, that’s not what I’m meaning. It’s full to the brim with life & it’s soaked in love. And it’s more than enough. Oh hey, you’re still here, thank you! Maybe your a little bit or a lot interested…

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Pastel sunset skies & puppy love, could it get any better? Umm I don’t think so! Everyone meet Mia, Jon & Frankie! I’m so very grateful to the lovely team over at Polka Dot Bride for featuring Mia & Jon’s Beach Engagement Session. Be sure to stick around to the end of the post to…

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“Among men who rise to fame and leadership two types are recognizable—those who are born with a belief in themselves and those in whom it is a slow growth dependent on actual achievement. To the men of the last type their own success is a constant surprise, and its fruits the more delicious, yet to…

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I’m a daydreamer… My youngest boy often catches me daydreaming, he says; “Mum, were you just daydreaming, again”… to which I reply; “Ahhh yes, I think I was sweetie” and then I giggle. That’s become a pretty common conversation between him & I. And I kinda think it’s remarkable that he notices me doing this,…

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