I was only thinking today and speaking with my Mum about my wonderful experience at Stewart House in 1984, age 8. We were talking about Stewart House today because I had an Optometrist appointment and it was whilst I was at Stewart House that my eye problem was discovered. At the time my parents had just split up, my sister had moved inter state for a year (we are close), we were quite poor, I had learning difficulties, I had never really had a holiday, I was acting out (stealing etc), the list could go on. My favourite memories at Stewart House were swimming at the beach, getting the yummiest desserts from the leftovers from a bakery, getting to order my lunch, running across the Harbour Bridge at night, doing fun things and meeting new people. I am now a mother of three, University educated, Justice of the Peace (so I must have stopped stealing-no criminal record!!) etc. I am okay. I just wanted to say thanks for the work you do I still vividly remember my experience, it was much needed, much fun and much appreciated.
