A tribute to my first friend - vale Mel Schilling
My memories of Mel Part of me feels like a fraud. I hadn’t spoken with Mel for maybe 20 years, though we had exchanged the odd message. I first found out she was sick by reading it on the ABC news back in late 2023. I got in touch, sending her my love. “Thanks so much Richie Rich x”. It seemed that she had recovered. It wasn’t until just over 2 years later that I read a distressing message from Paul, her Dad, on Facebook, and I reached out again. But, no reply. I wanted to see her - but it was too late. She was in a hospital on the other side of the planet, closed off, from all but those closest and dearest to her. On hearing of her death from her sister Beck, the foundations of my life shook. A deep grief overcame me - where was this coming from? Memories of our journey together came flooding back. I pulled out old photo albums, and an old case filled with letters and birthday cards. Later, I went through old emails too. I’d kept everything… ------------------------ Mel and I grew up ...