I have pale skin and pale blue/grey eyes…..but I’m not ‘white’. I’m a first generation Australian of Sri Lankan descent. I look just like my dad, he was from the U.S. He was ‘white’. I am not. People think I am. People think I am like them. But I’m not. People think it’s ok to … More White Sheep of the Family?
On Thursday 29th July at 1.30am my beautiful cousin Peter died. He was also my god son. He was 33 years old, had just built a beautiful new home with his fiance, bought a new puppy and was expecting his first child on Valentine’s Day next year. Many of you will already know this via … More R.I.P.
So it’s day 27. I’m still doing my light cardio…around every other day and do feel better for it. Not HEAPS better, but better than I did at the start….so that’s a good thing. My shoulder rehab has fallen by the wayside. I just keep forgetting to do it. I’m going to have to work … More Mission Report – Day 27/42
ANZAC Day always reminds me of my dad. I’m a first generation Australian. My mum is from Sri Lanka (Ceylon in those days) and my dad was from the United States (first gen) of French Canadian descent. Hence my very French sounding name (which I’m not revealing….well ok, my middle name is Yvette and the … More My Dad
Today is the 15th anniversary of the 1994 genocide in Rwanda. Please take a moment today to remember the one million men, women and children murdered in those 100 days. I feel honoured to be involved in my small way with the 100 Messages of Hope project (through my work) and hopefully will be involved … More 1 Million Murdered in 100 Days