10/07/2026
💜 Reflections Along the Way💜
Last week I received a message from someone I'd met only once, several years ago, when we owned our café in Dirranbandi.
We spent almost 40 minutes on the phone talking about his grandparents, his family and the town we both hold close to our hearts.
I'd known his grandparents many years ago. He had never lived in Dirranbandi himself, but every visit had helped shape his connection to the place and to the people who came before him.
As we talked, I realised something.
Sometimes our memories become part of someone else's family story.
A memory that seems ordinary to us can be something a child or grandchild has never heard before. It can fill in a missing piece, bring a loved one to life, or simply remind someone that the people they cared about are still remembered.
It made me think how easily these conversations can be lost if we don't share them while we still can.
Those ordinary memories somehow brought two people back to life.
Every life leaves stories behind. Sometimes all they need is someone willing to tell them. 💜