Strangers would ask me, “are these your children?”
I’d say, “no, they’re not mine.”
I would come to realize I was wrong.

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Part 10 – The Game of Reasoning

Part 10 – The Game of Reasoning

The handover from my siblings to babysit my nieces and nephews would become a fine art over time. What would start as being given a list of do’s and don'ts, time frames and respective phone numbers ultimately became "Feed them what you like..." or in Talen’s case,...

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Part 10 – The Game of Reasoning

Part 9 – And the Name Lives On

My brother had a son…. Talen Liam March. Two things were now guaranteed…. our family name and red hair. Like my sisters, my sister-in-law Tania was fabulous in pregnancy and courageous with birth. But her real stoicism showed up in the lead up to the delivery of...

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About Tanya

Born in a country town in NSW, Australia, I am one of four – the eldest and I always saw myself married and in time, with children.

While I hoped for this dream, our family grew. I innately stepped in and knew the importance of my role as an Aunty. My love for my nieces and nephews was simply just there from day one. And its physical – I can feel it.

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