A story of heartbreak, hope and unexpected connection in Byron Bay...Read More
[Even when they seem strange....]
Recently, I attended a journalism conference where nametags were noticeably absent. I was intrigued, and a bit irked, by the number of freelancers who would warmly say hello, enthusiastic and friendly as they sussed out your worthiness. Then upon determining you probably weren’t useful enough, they moved to the next, and hopefully more connected person…often rather abruptly…
I try to take a different approach...
Here's what I've gotten out of it...Read More
A U.S. Air Force pilot helps the children of fallen soldiers to spread their wings
Steve Harrold is a soft-spoken man with a strong faith and a humble demeanor. He and his wife Suzanne have two teenage sons, and when Steve talks about them, he doesn’t reel off a list of their accomplishments. He tells you about the qualities and character traits he admires in each of them.
For most of his life, Steve coasted along, enjoying his family, an exciting career as an Air Force pilot, and plenty of adventure, including rock climbing and snowboarding. He invested most of his time and energy into his immediate family, and says it never really occurred to him to look beyond them to the wider community.
Then, on the 27th of November, 2006, a man by the name of Major Troy Lee "Trojan" Gilbert was killed in combat in Iraq, leaving behind his wife and five children who were all under the age of 10...Read More
In the midst of heartbreak, this woman is creating a new narrative for her life
Ursula Stroh is dressed in elegant black, working the room. It’s days before her 50th birthday, but that’s not the only reason for the gathering. This is also a going away party/ fundraiser. Candles flicker through the hall, perfectly poised in metal ship candle holders, a detail that hints at the adventure she is about to embark on...Read More
Have you ever had to abandon your plans in an instant, and then wondered if you made the right choice?
Late last May, when the fragile newspaper industry in Australia was on the verge of shattering, I had a flexible job that paid OK and allowed me to work remotely. Three months into the 12-month contract, I was miserable, but determined to stick to my plan: suck it up for a year and save, save, save—then use the money to self-fund a creative sabbatical to pursue writing I was actually proud of.
Everything changed with an email sent by my Mom in upstate New York to avoid waking me in the middle of the night in Australia...Read More
Sometimes the best parts of an adventure are the bits that were never on the agenda at all. I had a blast skiing at Thredbo this winter, but some of my favourite memories actually occurred on the drive home...
Since I was in Queensland anyway, I took the train from Brisbane to Bundaberg to visit a friend who had moved up from Tassie. I was desperate for an adventure, so we decided on 'The Great Walk' on Fraser Island. Absolutely nothing went to plan...it was awesome! :)