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Faithful Father – Wyn’s Story

Faithful Father – Wyn’s Story

My mum and dad were married in London in 1937, with the threat of war with Germany imminent. By 1941 they had two children, a boy and a girl and my father was working at the local air force base in aircraft maintenance. One day while he was working on an aircraft, a malfunction in one of the engines resulted in him suffering massive head trauma from a moving propeller. His inju....

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Defeating Depression - Jasmines Story

Defeating Depression – Jasmines Story

I lost my father to cancer when I was 13 years old.  He was a great daddy, and just like every other daddy’s girl I loved him a lot. I didn’t find out that he was sick until a week before he passed away. He hadn’t wanted to worry me or make me sad. That didn’t work out so well. I struggled throughout high school. Being a teenage girl is hard enough but I missed &hellip....

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A Lineage of Grace – Val’s Story

A Lineage of Grace – Val’s Story

I arrived on Australian shores a few weeks after my third birthday, in December 1951. My mother, father and younger brother and I were ‘ten pound poms’. The promise of a new life, employment and sunshine had lured my family, along with hundreds of thousands of others, to leave the challenges of life in post war Britain and embrace a fresh start in Australia. We eventually s....

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A Letter to My Birth Mum – Maddie’s Story

A Letter to my Birth Mum  – Maddie’s Story

Madeline Jessica Ramsey was born on 15 January 1994 at Gosford Hospital, NSW, Australia. When she was seven months old, she was adopted by Michael and Carol Ramsey. Madeline has Down syndrome and lives with her family in Wollongong, NSW, Australia. Here is a letter that she wrote to her birth mother for Mother’s Day. Dear Lynda, I want to tell you about my life. I have two co....

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Learning to Live Again - Tasman’s Story

Learning to Live Again – Tasman’s Story

I had first my dance class when I was 2 ½ years old. I loved it and from that first class I was hooked. I continued dancing all through high school and by the time I was in my late teens I was dancing professionally. To those on the outside it appeared that I had it all. I had been blessed with good looks, talent and a loving family; it seemed like a perfect life. …....

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