May the 11th is a day we will probably not forget, it was the day my daughter was home alone with her baby and the house caught fire and after ringing tripple 0 ran down the street screaming for help.
Life has been busy and I haven't had time to keep my blog upto date but now I would like to over the next few months share the day the fire devour our house, the amazing people who came to our rescue, our neighbours and friends who have shown love, generosity and their time through the last few weeks, our Church family who have prayed and supported us. Another thing I would like to share is the demolishing and rebuilding of our house as well as our lives.
