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For Jet 🕊️
5 Cards. 1 Cause. For Every Life That Matters. No One Should Ever Have To Fold On Life.

21/04/2026

CHASING THE LIGHT

What started as something from a mother’s heart has grown into something for an entire community.

On Mother’s Day — Sunday May 10, we’re coming together at Kurrimine Beach for more than just a fundraiser.

This is about connection.
This is about showing up.
This is about making sure no one feels like they have to face it alone.

♠️ 5 Cards. One Cause.
One card every hour. Five hours. Best hand wins.

But here’s the thing … You don’t have to play poker to be part of this.

This is a Community Family Day — and everyone is welcome.

🌴 Kids Playroom
💦 Water Park & Pool
🎯 Darts Competition
🎶 Live Music
🎲 Board Games
🍷 Paint & Sip
🎨 Colouring Competition

Plus on the day:
🎟 Raffles
🎯 100 Boards
🔨 Silent Auction
🥩 Meat Trays
🦐 Seafood Trays

🍽 And we’re proud to introduce “THE JET” — a parmi created for the day, with a percentage of every sale donated to the Black Dog Institute.

📍 Big4 Kurrimine Beach Holiday Park
🗓 Sunday May 10, 2026
⏰ Registrations from 12PM

Because at the end of the day - no one should have to fold on life.

Come for the day.
Stay for the cause.
Be part of something that matters 💛

04/01/2026

2025 … what a year.

This was the year everything changed.
The year we gained so much and lost what we never thought we’d have to live without.

We watched our boy Jet shine so bright and then leave us in a way we’ll never understand.

Since 17 August, every day has been a “before and after” kind of day.

Sundays became candles and sunsets for Jet.
Our house became a home base for grief, love, and a whole lot of “just getting through.”

But 2025 was also the year our people showed up.
Family moved closer.
Friends became family.
Our little community wrapped its arms around us in ways I’ll never forget.

“Chasing the Light” was born out of the darkest moments, and somehow, together, we’ve started turning pain into purpose.

As New Year’s Eve rolls in, it hits different.
We all move into a new year … and yet he stays in 2025.

That truth hurts in a place that words don’t reach.

But we will carry him forward — in every story, every laugh, every sunset, every car that lines up for the Poker Run, every person who chooses to stay because they heard his name and his story.

If 2025 broke you too, please know this:

You are not alone.
You matter.
Your light is still needed here.

To our family, our friends, our Kurrimine / Cassowary Coast community — thank you for holding us in the year that changed everything.

For Jet, we’ll keep chasing the light into 2026.

🕊️✨🖤

16/12/2025

My day off!

Celebrating my husband’s last day of work for the year.

We popped down to my work after the drive back ~ Cocktail hour ~ and “Give Heaven Some Hell” by Hardy came on.

The song that your people carried you into for your final farewell.

Two songs later…
“Somebody Like You” by Keith Urban.

The song we played every morning on the way to school.

Windows down in that little red Charade I bought off your Dad & Sarah.

Singing at the top of our lungs like nothing bad could ever reach us.

You knew I needed you today.
You always did.

After airport pickup we spent the day Christmas shopping, and you’re not on the list.

And that’s the cruelest part.

What I would give for a text.
Or a call.
Just one.

This season is killing me but I’m putting on my front.
I miss you, Kiddo.
I needed you today.

🕊️

11/12/2025

Sometimes the loudest cry is the one you never hear — the one hidden behind “I’m fine,” behind a tired smile, behind a kid who didn’t want to burden anyone with his darkness. I know this kind of silence.

I know what it costs.

And I know, more than ever, how a simple message — “You good?” — can be the difference between someone staying in the fight or slipping further into a pain they don’t know how to name.

Check-ins don’t fix everything, but they open a door. They remind someone that they matter,
that their presence is noticed, that their absence would be felt in ways they couldn’t even imagine.

This moment is for the ones who check in — the quiet helpers, the steady friends, the people who send that message even when they don’t know what to say.

Your small act might be someone’s lifeline.

And it’s also for the ones who need it — the ones carrying a weight they’ve never spoken out loud,
the ones who feel like they’d be a burden,
the ones who think nobody would notice if they slipped away.

We notice.
We care.
And we want you here.

So today, send the message.
Ask the question.
Look again at the people you love.

Because sometimes the loudest cry is silent — and sometimes a single “You good?” is the light someone was waiting for.

I’ve woken to the weight feeling heavier today - what I’d do just to hear your voice again Kiddo 🕊️

06/12/2025

Just a quick message for anyone who needs it…

If you’re going into the week ahead carrying a heavy heart, feeling overwhelmed, or just tired from life.

I see you.

And I want you to know you’re not alone.

Not every week feels exciting. Not every day feels strong. Sometimes just getting through the week is an accomplishment in itself. And if that’s you right now, I’m proud of you for holding on.

Take a moment for yourself. Breathe. Slow down. You don’t have to fix everything in one day.

Just focus on making it through today — tomorrow will meet you when it’s time.

Whatever you’re dealing with, whatever you’re fighting through, you matter.

You deserve rest, peace, and moments of light and better days are coming, even if you can’t see them yet.

Sending strength to anyone who needs it this weekend.

You’ve survived 100% of your hardest moments so far ~ you’ll survive this too.

16 Sundays ~ I miss you Kiddo 🕊️

30/11/2025

Christmas Tree Day 🎄

15 Sundays since your sunset at sunrise.

Today we unpacked the boxes of ornaments ~ the ones that carry our whole family story.

The handmade ones.
The ones from the years we were broke and trying.
The ones the boys made in school.
The ones with names, tiny fingerprints, and memories tucked inside them.
And the ones we now hold a little tighter because they carry Jet.

This year was Isla’s first Christmas decorating the family tree, her tiny hands grabbing the sparkly ones, her eyes wide at the lights.
And when it came time to place the star, she didn’t do it alone ~ her Daddy lifted her up, steady and gentle, the same way he always was with Jet.

Three generations of our family story in one moment.

And then in the middle of all of it ~ the emotions, the ache, the laughter that trembles because it comes with tears ~ Jet made himself known.

The confetti bauble popped.
No explanation.
No reason.

Just his way of saying - “I’m here. I’m still part of this. Don’t forget I’m decorating with you too.”

It stopped us.
Broke us for a moment, then held us together again.
Because that’s grief ~ and that’s love ~ intertwined.

15 Sundays without him.
15 Sundays learning how to make space for both the heartbreak and the magic.

This tree isn’t just a Christmas tree.
It’s our timeline.
Our family album.
A reminder that love doesn’t leave ~ it just changes shape.

And tonight, the lights shine a little brighter … because one of them is him 🕊️🎄

29/11/2025

December begins tomorrow …

Heading into December … and if I’m honest, I don’t want to do it.

Not this year.

Not like this.

This first week already feels so heavy I can barely breathe through it.

My Birthday.
Baby Isla’s 1st Birthday.
Christmas on the horizon.
A new year coming whether I’m ready or not and I’m not - Because all of it is happening without Jet.

December used to be mine.
My favourite month.
The month I celebrated the hardest — Birthdays, Decorations, Family chaos, Christmas Baking - all of it.

But this year… it feels so heavy.
It feels hollow.
It feels like walking into a room where the light switch is gone.

In the middle of all this, I’m preparing to get my memorial tattoo with some of Jet’s ashes mixed into the ink - the day before my 45th lap to have him with me because no birthday text will come this year.

A choice no mother should ever have to make.

A way of keeping him with me because I didn’t get the chance to keep him here.

It’s beautiful and brutal at the same time.
It’s grief stitched into skin.
It’s love carved into something permanent because he can’t grow older and I have to.

I don’t want to do December without him.
But it’s here anyway.

So I’m stepping into it with a shaking heart, holding what’s left of my boy in ink and memory trying to honour the ones still here,
trying to breathe through the days that should feel magical but don’t,
trying to carry Jet in every way I can.

If December feels heavy for you too - for any reason - I see you.

Some of us are entering this season with joy and heartbreak living in the same body.

I’m here.
I’m trying.
And I’ll keep chasing the light, even when it hurts.

Five Cards. One Cause.
Chasing the Light.

24/11/2025

🎄🕊️

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