My name is Deb.
Once upon a time I wanted to be a photographer, Bono’s roadie, a diplomat, or a mermaid (though apparently that gig is difficult to get into). I didn’t really achieve any of that, but I am really happy with how things did pan out.
Along the way I travelled the world, worked in various lacklustre jobs, met my kind husband, and now I am a mother of two sparky little children. My kids stretch me, amuse me, and rock me to the core.
There is another thing. Cancer. Nine years ago, 11 days after my wedding, my world came crashing down. I had leukaemia. Four months later, after a couple of intense rounds of chemo, I walked away in complete remission. It features in my life because how could you forget it? I’d like to say it’s all behind me now, but these things are inescapably an insult to one’s psyche. It shapes who I am and how I live. The good part is that it’s made me grateful for every breath of health. The even better part is that I value the important stuff, throw out the rubbish stuff, and enjoy delicious details.
My first love is writing, which is why I’m here! Sometimes life is serious, especially because it’s the truth… so I write about it. I have passions: concious parenting, social justice, and the human heart. I write about the cold hard realities of being a mother, trying to make sense of the hardest job I’ve ever had. And then there’s the light stuff, because life is also charming, eccentric, and terribly amusing.
You guessed it, I write about all that is bright and precious to me.
There’s another reason behind the title of this blog. Maybe I’ll leave you to guess what it is.
* The Welcome! photo and the above photo of myself & baby are by Alana Phillips Photography.