Category: relationships

The fruit of prioritising marriage – celebration and legacy

Compared to my last 4200-word post, this piece will be short. Also, Kylie doesn’t like me writing for hours in my office on our special days and today is one that we will be celebrating! Our 16th wedding anniversary. I wasn’t sure if and what I was going to write about but then like penetrating

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It’s not you, it’s them: 400 words at 39 years

I’m surprised at 39 years old that vindication doesn’t taste as sweet as courage. That is because in the moment that you choose courage instead of inaction, hope instead of despair and wisdom instead of foolish revenge is the moment that you become one of the greats. And if and when vindication occurs, your wisdom

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The biggest lesson that caring for the dying can teach you — reflections of a Palliative Care Doctor 

A few weeks ago I finished my Clinical Diploma in Palliative Medicine from the Royal Australian College of Physicians. Without a doubt, it has the best and most challenging year of my clinical career. It had such a profound effect on my life that I’ve decided to go all in and live the rest of

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Build circles of protection around your marriage

Imagine losing your house, the place that you purchased with pride and so meticulously maintained. Picture yourself facing the innocent faces of your children, searching for the words to explain your explicit behaviour. Look at your prized possessions, the toys that brought you such pleasure to use and connect with your inner child-like freedom. Now

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Are you a boy or a man in your marriage?

A wife who is truly loved by her husband is beautiful. She is beautiful because she radiates confidence in herself. The countenance on her face shows the character of her husband, the words he uses around her, the way that they resolve differences, the small actions of love he deposits everyday and the way that

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How do we live fully?

“How do we live fully so we are fully ready to die?” Ann Voskamp — One Thousand Gifts pg 29 This one sentence has echoed through my mind since I read it a few months ago. It is utterly amazing in the way revelation hits you at the right moment and this one thought has had a profound effect

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They call me Dad

The midwives called me Dad for the first time, when caked in vernix and crying because his safe haven had been so abruptly removed, I cut my son Samuel’s umbilical cord, welcoming him into the world. I tentatively called myself a Dad, when Samuel cried uncontrollably in the middle night, I stood helpless, not knowing

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