06/09/2026
Trigger warning — emotional post ahead ❤️
I’ve had a lot of people, especially this year, comment on how wonderful the auctions are, what a wonderful thing I’m doing, and even what a nice person I am.
And don’t get me wrong… I am totally a nice person! 😂 But sometimes I think all the praise is perhaps not necessarily being directed at the right place.
These auctions originally started for one very simple reason: to help my dad pay Mum’s care bill. Pure and simple, they were for Dad and Mum. ❤️
They’ve continued because I made the decision to try to use them to help other people too — to hopefully make some sort of difference, no matter how small.
But there’s another side to them that probably doesn’t get talked about as much.
These auctions are also, in a way, quite selfish.
They give me something to focus on. A purpose. Something to pour my energy into, particularly during September, which has historically been a much harder month for me emotionally.
I miss Mum every day, but September has a way of making that grief feel a little heavier. So instead of letting myself completely sink into it, I throw myself into auctions. I answer messages, chase donations, make posts, photograph things, organise albums, pack things… basically create a ridiculous amount of work for myself 😂
But it gives all that love, grief, anger and sadness somewhere to go.
It lets me turn something incredibly painful into something constructive. Something that can hopefully bring a little bit of good to other people.
So while I’m incredibly grateful for every kind word and every bit of support, I don’t necessarily see these auctions as some completely selfless act of kindness.
They help other people, absolutely.
But they help me too.
And I think that’s probably an important part of the why behind them.
So, I thought I’d share a little more of the story behind the auctions — because there’s a whole lot more to them than just the pretty things you see in the albums. ❤️
