I don’t know when I’ll see my family again

It’s funny how your mind tends to take you to places you really really don’t want to explore. Or perhaps funny isn’t the word.  I don’t know when I’ll see my family again becomes; I don’t know if I’ll ever see my family again. Hang on, what if I never see them...

Living abroad in unprecedented times

A couple of days ago, Australia announced that only citizens, residents, and immediate family would be allowed to enter the country. I gasped at the news. The knots in my stomach tightened. There I was, officially stuck on the other side of the world. What else could...

I belong nowhere, and you?

Melbourne Street Art “You don’t belong here,” whispers the critical voice in my head. “Look around, these people are older than you, wiser than you, better than you.” I wonder what they make of me, the only women in the boardroom. If I were to hazard a...