I wasn't raised in a God-fearing home. Quite the opposite, really. The name Jesus was spoken often enough, but I had no idea who Jesus fucking Christ was until he showed up one day in my late twenties.

And I am very glad he did.

I am not religious. But that guy is my Lord. My King of Kings. And absolutely deserves a mention in my story. 

My people

The other main characters are my three beautiful children, my son-in-law, my weird cat, and my sister Cara, my best friend. I would choose her to be mine in every lifetime.

My extended family is a little more unconventional. I am a grandmother to a couple of stinky dogs, Brown Dog Peach and Pinga Merl, a baby snake called Iris, and a flock of chickens.

I have had two husbands, and now I have none.

Every good story needs a cast of characters

My life has never been particularly ordinary. Neither, apparently, has my brain. I am probably autistic, and my friends have diagnosed me with ADHD, lol. I've spent most of my life following whatever curiosity happened to grab me next, which has taken me through more careers, ideas, reinventions and rabbit holes than I could possibly list here.

### A few plot twists

Life has dealt me a few rounds of losing cards.

I've lost things I thought I'd keep. I've changed direction. I've started again. I've made some spectacularly questionable decisions. I've had chapters I would happily edit out, if life worked like that.

It doesn't.

So I keep playing.

Because somewhere along the way I realised that even when I lose, I win. I learn something. I become someone new. I find another way forward.

And perhaps that is the point of all of it.

### Little Kelly

The little girl in this photograph didn't know any of that yet.

She was just riding her bicycle, probably having absolutely no idea that one day she'd grow up to become all of this.

She didn't know about the heartbreak, the plot twists, the people she'd love, the people she'd lose, the things she'd build, the things she'd break, or the things she'd have to rebuild.

She just knew how to keep going.

And I think, in a lot of ways, I am still her.

Still a little bit delulu. Still curious. Still making things up as I go. Still looking for the light.

A little light shining in the dark, happy in my own strange little world.

Perhaps she knew something I didn't.

Perhaps I was always going to find my way home.

I wasn't raised in a God-fearing home. The opposite, really. And although the name Jesus was spoken quite often, I actually had no idea who Jesus 'fucking' Christ was until he showed up one day in my late twenties. And I am so grateful that he did. 

I am not religious, but that guy is my Lord. My King of kings, and he absolutely deserves a mention in my story. 

The other main characters are my three beautiful children, my son-in-law, and my weird cat. I am a grandmother to a couple of stinky dogs, Brown dog Peach and Pinga Merl, a baby snake, Iris, and a flock of chickens. I had two husbands, and now I have none. I am probably autistic, and my friends have diagnosed me with adhd lol. 

My sister Cara is my best friend, and I would choose her to be mine in every lifetime.

Life has dealt me a few rounds of losing cards, but I keep playing, because even when I lose, I win. 

Like baby Kelly in the picture, I am a light shining in the dark, happy in my own little delulu world.