Yesterday was my mother's funeral and as I grapple with insomnia (even though I took a sleeping pill) I found this article I wrote for SBS Voices had been published online. In the article I share the seminal moment a teacher changed my life and other authors like Vikki Petraitis, Alice Pung and Emily Gale share their stories of teachers that impacted them. (Also what is it with life that things converge. That this article is published on the day of my mother's funeral and when I'm grasping for peace, and this gives me the pathway by telling me to write it out.)
I have some really sad news to share. Today is a really hard day. This morning my brother discovered my mother Fatima in her home. Her body had to be taken by the coroner as they need to determine cause of death. It might have been a heart attack or a stroke. When her body is released we will plan her funeral. This has been a hard year. Eleven months ago, on the 27 December, my stepfather committed suicide. I am in shock and still struggling to process this heartbreak. I will miss my mother forever and I can't believe she is gone.
I am an author, reader and teacher.