As 2025 draws to a close, I’m leaving it with nothing but pride, warmth, a spring in my step, and a loud beat in my heart. If you’d asked me in the first two weeks of January how this year was going to pan out, I’d have laughed, shrugged, and probably gone back to surviving the day. Kane’s World wasn’t even a remote thought back then.

Then came the 19th of January. I was watching Rich House, Poor House—as you do—and there was a perfectly normal girl wanting to create a community hut in a tiny village for her autistic child. My first thought was, “Good for you, lass.” Not the polite kind. The deep, gut kind. The I-feel-this-in-my-bones kind.

And then my brain did what my brain does.

“I’m going to do that.”

Now, I don’t do things halfway. My head is permanently set to EXTREME MODE. So while her idea was a hut, my brain immediately went, “Right, let’s build something on the scale of Ruff n Tumble.” Because it’s always been go hard or go home with me. ALWAYS.

That programme planted the seed. And once I get an idea? That’s it. Fixated. Game over.

Kane means absolutely everything to me. And instead of spending my life fighting the world to adjust for him, I decided I’d just… build one for him instead. Simple, really. (Narrator: It was not simple.)

I’ll be honest—before this, I’d done six years of this journey completely solo. I’d never engaged with the SEND community. I genuinely thought Kane was just…extra special different. Not because he was—but because I didn’t know any different.

Until I did.

And let me tell you…there are SHIT LOADS of Kanes 🤣🤣

Honestly, it was like someone turned a massive light on. I kept hearing stories and saying, “Kane does that!!” over and over again. And just like that, I wasn’t alone anymore. I could no longer dramatically declare “nobody understands me”, because actually…loads of people do.

In just 11 months, we’ve made huge moves. And I say we because Kane’s World is absolutely not a one-woman circus (even though it sometimes feels like one).

First up—my cousin. I went to her the day after my epiphany with what can only be described as a verbal TED Talk delivered at 100mph. I completely fried her brain. And yet…she stayed. She’s been my calm in the chaos, my voice of reason, my go-to for EVERYTHING. She’s also the one who suggested I might want to get tested for ADHD.

Plot twist: she was right. 🤡

And then there are our trustees. Oh my days. I could write an entire novel about their individual brilliance—but if your attention span is anything like mine, you’d have stopped reading three paragraphs ago and opened Instagram. So I’ll keep it short: Kane’s World Foundation is backed by a team of passionate, driven, resilient, powerful women—and I am ridiculously lucky to have them.

So that’s how we got here.

 

We’ve come this far because what we’re creating is genuinely needed. And our success? That’s down to you. We didn’t do this alone. You’ve engaged, supported, shared, cheered us on, and believed in what we’re building.

Because every single one of you has a child you care deeply about. Your child. Your grandchild. Your niece or nephew. A child you want to see accepted, empowered, and celebrated. A child who deserves the chance to just be a child and accepted for who they are without having to fight the world.

And trust me—I’m here for that.

So, from the bottom of my heart (and my slightly chaotic brain), thank you. Every single one of you.

2025 has been wild, emotional, exhausting, and absolutely incredible.

And 2026? Buckle up. It’s going to be spectacular. 🚀💛