For Kahlia - The Heart Behind It All
Everything you see here began with her -
the girl who changed me, the love that never ends.
“Her story didn’t end.
It became the thread woven through mine;
the reason I write,
the reason I refuse silence,
the reason this space exists.
If you feel her here, you’re meant to”
To understand any of this, you need to know who she was.
Kahlia wasn’t just my daughter.
She was my soulmate, my mirror, my favourite sound.
A love that didn’t need explaining,
the kind that lingers in the corners of every day.
She was empathetic, funny, fierce, gentle.
She loved hard, cared deeply, and made everyone feel seen.
She danced in kitchens, laughed freely,
and left half-drunk coffee cups in every room of the house
- tiny signatures of the way she lived.
Why this space carries her name
This space exists because of her.
because grief cracked my world open,
and love insisted on finding form.
Everything here; the writing, the books, the offerings …
began as a way to stay alive in a world without her.
A way to honour what doesn’t end.
She isn’t here in body,
but she’s here in every word.
This isn’t just for her.
It’s with her.
Her love is the quiet heartbeat beneath everything I make,
everything I offer,
everything I still believe in.
