Drip, drip, drip ...

We have a leaky roof, smelly damp laundry, an empty fridge and fear of the sky falling on our heads.

But my children, the Phoenix and I have each other to grab on to, hug and kiss and are grateful to be alive.

The number of my fellow Brisbane-ites who are missing or dead grows with each news bulletin.

Images of familiar places around the city now under metres of water are just bizarre.

It's going to get worse, but it's amazing how resilient people can be when they are in real fear for their safety and lives.

I am not mourning the loss of family or friends.

I'm one of the lucky ones.

Brisbane's history books are being rewritten as each hour passes.


I feel the only appropriate look for today is to show you what I look like with no make-up on.

Taken during a very brief lull from torrential sheets of rain and storms.
Don't pray for me, just pray for my fellow Queenslanders.


This is today's ABC News 30-minute report, but the first 60 seconds will paint a picture of what's happening at this moment.



Desiree xoxo