10/05/2026
Today is Mother’s Day in Australia.
And today — we’re on the road in Bali.
Morgan is unwell.
Quiet.
Trusting.
Finding comfort the only way she knows how.
This is motherhood for Jodi.
And for so many mothers like her.
It doesn’t pause for holidays.
It doesn’t look like the cards.
It doesn’t always feel like the celebrations.
It looks like early mornings and late nights.
Like advocating in rooms where no one understands.
Like planning every detail of a trip so your daughter can experience Bali.
Like giving up a rare night away to come home because she needs you.
Like sitting on a sofa at a family celebration — Morgan resting beside you, both of you smiling — and feeling like everything is exactly as it should be.
Jodi is Morgan’s mother.
And Morgan’s carer.
And Morgan’s greatest advocate.
But she is also Sydney’s mum.
And Halle’s grandmother.
Three generations of women.
Three different kinds of love.
All of them extraordinary.
Jodi has never once asked for recognition.
She just loves her family.
Completely.
Unconditionally.
Without limit.
But today — on Mother’s Day — we want to say it out loud.
To Jodi.
And to every mother of a disabled child reading this.
You are seen.
You are heard.
And the love you give — even when it’s hard, even when it’s lonely, even when no one else understands — matters more than you will ever know.
Happy Mother’s Day to every mother in our community. 🤍
We see you.
We honour you.
Today and every day.
From Daniel, Morgan, Sydney & Halle 🌴
