I grew up surrounded by strong, independent and intelligent women.
My mother, who has multiple degrees, various certificates and raised three children – two of whom had reasonably serious medical conditions as children.
My Nan in Melbourne – who at the age of 65 took herself off to the local pool to learn how to swim. Who still goes to watch North Melbourne play every single week with the blokes.
My Grandma in Sydney who raised three children with a husband who had to work long hours. Who suffered through the loss of two children and still managed to function and enjoy life to the fullest. Continue reading “Why I identify as….nothing.”