Congratulations! Today you graduate from High School. Never again the tree-green uniforms, the piercing bells, the racing helter-skelter to catch the next class. Your life is now different … the same but very different from everything you have ever known. So I...
Remember High School? Where the scent of Clearasil and BO mingled with raging Testosterone and Oestrogen to create a terrifying cocktail of angst. Remember High School? Where mean girls roamed the corridor – scything down swathes of confidence with a single curl...
Today is the first Father’s Day that I haven’t spent hours sifting through cards to find the perfect blend of humour and love. The few pithy sentences that tried inadequately to compress a lifetime of memories and feelings into mere words … and...
Up until this week, my house had holes punched in the ceiling. To be more exact, there were four squarish holes carefully scattered like stars in the night sky across my ceiling … except they didn’t twinkle and they let the dust into the lounge room and...
Patience is not my strong suit. Let’s be more specific. When you look up the word “patience” in a dictionary – in the antonym section (the opposite of the word – if it has been a while since you finished school), you will find my name and...
A few weeks back we looked at some research around mindsets – how success depends on whether you believe you can only achieve something if you were a “natural” at it, or if you believe that skill is something you can learn. Last week I put this...
