Winter will end, And time will heal; New life will come! We’ll see the Sun, and Come forth whole.
Coming from the depths of the African jungle, I cut my teeth in British society during this decade.
If there’s one thing that serves to humble me on a daily basis, it’s being a parent. One of the reasons for that is that things I vowed I’d never do before I became a mum tend to come back to haunt me…
The next time someone does something that makes your blood boil, try asking yourself this question… it might just change your life!
Ok, so this isn’t one of my proudest parenting moments. But I’m going to share it because no doubt most of us all have to go through this rigmarole at some point in the next few months, and as well as being mildly amusing (only in hindsight, I assure you), let this be a warning not to promise rewards in the moment you aren’t willing to deliver on; you may regret it.
if you find odd socks and toast mixed in with your duplo once in a while, it’s fine. Sometimes disorder is beautiful too.
The struggle is real, but what will this crisis bring out in you and me? A flame of judgment, or a blaze of compassion?
Today my wee Zoë is having follow-up surgery on her arm. She smashed the bone just under her elbow in June and had plates and screws installed. I wrote a post during her first operation – I’ll admit, it was partly to distract myself from pacing the corridors and going out of my mind. ThisContinue reading “An operation in resilience #2”
How do you make those groggy winter mornings a little more bearable? Here’s what we’ve tried these last few months…
We’re all tired of screens, but we’re all also addicted to them. It’s making us sick. And tired, too. Here’s three tips for beating the digital blues.