Sharing a beer with my wife, Carla, then 41, at the pub, we both smiled.
It was June 2024, and together with our kids, Evander, then 17, and Laila, 13, we’d spent the week on a family holiday in Shark Bay, Western Australia, after receiving good news about Carla’s health.
Heartbreakingly, she’d been diagnosed with brain tumours in June 2021.
Thankfully the tumours were non-cancerous, but they’d been pressing on her brain stem, causing facial disfigurement.
She’d needed emergency surgery to replace a large section of her skull and eye socket with prosthetic bone. Now her condition was stable, sitting around the table with my family felt like a miracle.
We were also joined by our eldest, Tyson, 23, his wife, Shanae, 22, and their kids, Ace, three, and Lennox,…