24/11/2025
We moved a lot when I was growing up. New homes, new streets, new routines, it became a regular part of life. Through every move, it was Mum who held everything together for me, my younger sister, and my older brother. She worked full-time in a nursing home, and every day she’d come home with stories that showed just how much heart she put into caring for others. She never asked for recognition, but she deserved all of it. Her nurturing nature has shaped who I am. Later on, we settled more around the Canterbury–Bankstown area, and that’s where a lot of my childhood memories sit. Some days we’d catch the free buses to get to school, and with every new neighbourhood came new faces. I always managed to make friends, though. What stayed constant was sport, I was always active, always involved. That was my anchor. After school, I became an electrician. It was hands-on, steady work, and it taught me discipline. But as time went on, I started feeling drawn toward something that connected me more with people. When the opportunity came to work with my brother, I took it. That decision changed everything. Six years later, I’m still grateful I made the move. One moment I’ll never forget was helping a family sell their home on Paterson Street in Campbelltown. When I told the owner the property had sold, she cried. Her whole family was overjoyed. Moments like that reminded me why I changed careers, to be part of something meaningful in people’s lives. Everything I do now comes back to one thing: I want to make Mum proud.
