Rebecca Moore

Press Service International

Rebecca and her husband have four children and live on the Sunshine Coast, Australia. Rebecca writes for various publications including print, online and commercial. She is the author of two books: ‘First to Forty’ and ‘Pizza and Choir’. For more information you can find Rebecca at:, Facebook: Rebecca Moore - Author, Instagram: rebeccamoore_author

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  • The signet ring

    Lately I’ve been signing a lot of permission forms. With school comes excursions, school photos, subject changes, extra-curricular activities, camps…all of which need the authority of a parent’s permission.

  • Stop crying and laugh

    The funeral had concluded, and the hearse slowly and respectfully drove out of the church parking bay and onto the road.

  • Small beginnings are full of surprises

    “Mum, do you think you could teach me how to play the guitar?” asked my eleven-year-old son one day after school. I had played a little guitar when in school and remembered a beginners guitar book that was sitting in our music room.

  • Light-bulb moments

    One of my sons has entered his senior years at school and it has suddenly dawned on him that the work they are given during the term lessons, is to equip them for their assessments at the end of the term.

  • Where the river flows, everything will live

    My arms were getting tired and I could feel the skin wearing from my elbows with all the backward paddling I was doing

  • Just when you thought it was safe to go back in the water…

    This tag line from the movie Jaws came to mind when people were wishing the year 2020 “good riddance”.

  • The Great Roar!

    If you have little children, have you ever noticed how quickly they can slip out of your grasp and out of your sight?

  • He will lift you up in due time

    As I found the progression of my Bible readings reaching the short, four-chapter book called Ruth, I admit I didn’t think I was going to get much out of it.

  • Sonata No. 48 and the symphony of life…

    Sometimes I can be a bit of a music nerd. I love classical music and often get wrapped up in songs, so I’d like to give a disclaimer right up front, that throughout this article, I may get carried away with some obvious clichés and analogies.

  • Honouring good men

    When I was a little girl, I would dream of one day finding my prince; the man who would love me, cherish me, and stick with me through thick and thin—someone I could look up to and want to follow to the ends of the earth because we would be one, we would be a team.