My Story

Not long after meeting my husband I met one of his best friends from school, Dione. We knew her as DT. She was the life of the party, compassionate, passionate, gogetter in life, loyal, funny and an all round amazing person.

In a bizarre act of the stars colliding DT and I hit it off like we had known each other forever. In fact people mistook us as sisters at times.

When I met DT she was 33 and recovering from breast cancer. She had a breast removed, radiation and chemo but when she came into my life she was doing really well. What struck me was her attitude. No anger, no poor me, why me….nothing. She had acceptance and an “I’ll beat this and grow from this” attitude.

Fives years later after being healthy, working in her career, becoming our daughter’s God Mum, traveling and generally loving life,Dt and Claire 3 the cancer returned. For a further period of time she was fighting fires with her positive attitude. She knew she was dying but never let that get the better of her. At age 39 and a half she died.

A hole was left in me and everyone who knew her. She was my second daughter’s godmother who only had a short 2 years with her.

Yes I cried and I was angry that this had happened to her, it wasn’t fair. After 6 months of grieving I woke up one day and thought to myself “What are you doing? DT would slap your face if she was here right now” Get up, get dressed and get on with it! Without trying DT inspired others to be all they could be, she believed the good in everyone, never judged and believed that everyone was capable and deserving of doing what they love.

That is the very reason I do what I do. It started 6 months after DT died. My decision was to somehow work with others with her inspiration and her drive and deliver that to the world.