A narrowly averted family tragedy nearly broke the bond between Megan Gilmour, 56, chief executive and co-founder of a not-for-profit, and her daughter, Mia, 28, a yoga teacher.
Megan: Mia was a studious little girl. She’d get herself up and dressed, sit at the piano, practise her scales. She’s always been very vivacious – an extrovert to my introvert.
In June 2010, my 10-year-old son, Darcy – Mia’s brother – was diagnosed with three blood disorders. He and I were flown from our home in Canberra to Sydney Children’s Hospital for a bone-marrow transplant. Mia, who was 13, came to live with us at Ronald McDonald House. Being on that cancer ward was like living in a war zone and, in the crisis, Mia got completely overlooked. Sometimes, she’d storm out of the hospital and, blindly, I’d get