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Mothers’ Day (or almost 400 weeks)

Mothers’ Day doesn’t mean a lot to me. We never made a big deal of it before Clea died either.  When the children were younger they would make things for me such as bookmarks or photo frames from childcare or … Continue reading

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A challenge

Here’s a challenge for you all. We have some money left over from building and stocking the Clea Salavert Library at Lalomanu Primary School in Samoa. The holders of that money (the Australian Academy of Humanities – AAH) no longer … Continue reading

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Another Christmas

Yesterday, a friend posted on FaceBook that she was not buying her children presents this year and there was a photo of a letter from her daughter which included the words ‘Worst Christmas Ever’. None of their three children believe … Continue reading

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300 Weeks

Tomorrow (Tuesday), my daughter will have been dead for 300 weeks. Clea would be 12 ½ now. She would be in Year 7 at Amaroo School. She would be tall probably already taller than me. She would be Clea. Each … Continue reading

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All pain is the same

“Now I know. All pain is the same. Only the details are different.” ‘The Yellow Birds’ by Kevin Powers. During the week, Amaroo School held a fundraiser for a family who are in need of spending time together. They had … Continue reading

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The Compassionate Friends

There is a group of people who get together on the first Tuesday evening of each month to share their stories and support each other. These groups meet all over the world on a regular basis. They are The Compassionate … Continue reading

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The Biscuit

The little boy lies on a rattan mat next to his mother as his brother walks around and around them in continuous circles. His eyes follow his brother’s circuit. He doesn’t focus on the other people surrounding them. He’s still … Continue reading

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