08/05/2025
Itās been a big journey filled with love, joy, heartbreak and devastation. Iām grateful for every bit.
Iāve been reflecting a lot lately about our journey at Emerge.
Almost ten years ago, a dream that started in the Toowoomba CBD; a rickety old drop in shed in the centre of town, a boxing ring a food van and absolutley no plan, no money and no real idea how we would make this dream a reality.
This early days in our first cafe and youth hub were our wildest. The kids we met back then, the people who jumped in to help; financially and on the ground have always given me the best memories and will always hold the biggest part of our emerge heart, backing us and our kids, taking a punt on an ex street kid with a dream and working it out as we go!
We saw fight nights, Christmas in Julys, markets and some of the best bloody meals in a Toowoomba cafe with some of the towns wildest employees.
Why the hell would anyone think employing a bunch of wild kids, with no skills and lots of challenges would be a good idea 𤣠but it worked.
Weāve seen kids at their lowest and absolutely at their highest. Weāve celebrated as they got new jobs, their first houses, birthed their children and even got married (yep Iām feeling old)
But man weāve had some heartbreak, weāve lost kids along the way to; some remain in the justice system, some still battling addiction, and of course some whoāve paid the ultimate price with their lives.
Iāve always considered it a great privilege to sit with broken kids, share their tears, help them pick up the pieces and just well⦠love them back to life.
I could have quit youth work a few years ago; I found myself at a major cross road. Emerge had no money left in the bank, we hit some pretty heavy criticism that we werenāt doing enough to āsolveā youth crime and my personal wellbeing took a pretty big toll. Wearing the trauma of kids around you, answering the phone every night at midnight, doing whatever it takes doesnāt come easy.
And yet, I couldnāt let it go, I couldnāt let THEM go.
Right at breaking point, I reconnected with a special kid; lost beyond words, pretty bloody naughty too, with so SO much potential. She will never ever know the strength she gave me to keep pushing this little dream forward, a reminder of the work we do and why itās so important; loving the unloveable, showing up and just trying to inch them forward, loving them when it seemed everyone else has given up.
And then I lost her.
Not sure if Iāll ever quite come to terms with carrying a kid to her grave. The absolute devastation and waste of potential,the honour of sharing her final journey.
I know one thing for sure, this workā¦her loss cemented for me that Iāll do it forever.
Right after she passed a series of strange but amazing events occurred⦠we found ourselves with a large donation in our bank account, not to fix and fund everything we do on the ground but enough to really plan for the end goal⦠and we were offered a home we could lease in Toowoomba, a pilot if you will of the big dream.
Weāve been working pretty hard behind the scenes in the background getting our ducks in a row, planning out the next ten years, building a professional board and making sure our governance is tight, looking for the collaborators to do the next part with and course working out how we pay for the rest!
And here we are in 2025 pretty excited to start sharing it with you.
Over the next few weeks we will be rolling out the plan, reintroducing ourselves sharing our next big dream. š
In essence; purchasing our own place to call home, and working with kids from all over the country who get left behind. Weāve also partnered with some pretty cool people to help us get the job done to. And you guys are going to love them š
Watch this spaceā¦..