"I'm not a runner. I just wanted to get fit to show the kids I'm not going anywhere."
He’s not a runner ……
How a charity saved my life
Grief can be very selfish. It wraps you in a black blanket so you cannot see outside of yourself. You see nothing but the emptiness of your own pain....... I didn’t know it at the time, but when Ross and Amanda walked through my door 18 months ago, they were pre-delivering me the analgesic I would need to dull this pain.
Cycling Cambodia for Cancer
An article about Team Flinders' Cycle to Cure Cancer bike fundraiser challenge and honouring the memory of Anthony Mazzone. https://www.victorharbortimes.com.au/story/5388055/cycling-cambodia-for-cancer/
Cambodian Pilgrimage: How a charity bike ride fundraiser helped lay my love to rest
Cambodian Pilgrimage: How a charity bike ride fundraiser helped lay my love to rest http://jilliansmithwordsandpictures.blog/2018/04/11/cambodian-pilgrimage-how-a-charity-bike-ride-fundraiser-helped-lay-my-love-to-rest/ — Read on jilliansmithwordsandpictures.blog/2018/04/11/cambodian-pilgrimage-how-a-charity-bike-ride-fundraiser-helped-lay-my-love-to-rest/
Riding towards a cure for cancer
Donate “But I don’t want to die!” This is what Anthony said when the doctor gave us the terrible news that the reason he had suddenly developed weakness on the left side was because he had a brain tumour. Of course he didn’t want to die. He was 51 years old and he had everything... Continue Reading →
A call to arms
It is now 5 months since my beautiful man Anthony passed away from brain cancer surviving only 5 months after diagnosis. It's hard to believe that only 10 months ago my life was "normal" before being turned upside down by the consequences of his diagnosis. It does not surprise me to read disappointing news articles such... Continue Reading →
Anth’s inspiration
Anth loved inspiration. He had inspirational quotes on post-it notes all over his office. He subscribed to emails delivering daily motivational messages and meditations directly to his desktop. In clearing through his things, I have found many scribbled pages where he has noted down extracts from books on life’s purpose and learnings from psychology, eastern... Continue Reading →
On turning 50
I turned 50 recently. A bittersweet anniversary Anth so wanted to share. I wrote a piece on love and loss and being happy to have made it this far. I was thrilled that the website Mamamia accepted it for publication. You can read it here: http://www.mamamia.com.au/losing-my-husband/
A soulmate’s kiss goodbye
I knew that in Anthony I had found my soulmate, but I didn’t quite understand just how special a person he was until he became ill in December last year. In the face of this terrible illness, he showed such bravery, determination, an inspirational never-say-die attitude and kept a keen sense of humour to the... Continue Reading →
Anth; the boy from Klemzig
Anthony Nicholas Mazzone was born on 23 Feb 1966 at Queen Victoria Hospital, Adelaide. He was the second Anthony to be born to Eleanora and Peter, the first and earlier Anthony Charles, having lived only six weeks. Eleanora was a new Australian, immigrating from Beltiglio, Province di Benevento. Peter, however was first generation Australian, his... Continue Reading →
Anthony Mazzone 