A few days went by, then a couple of weeks, where I just didn’t connect with God.
I’d flick off my lamp, feeling cosy, satisfied and pe..
2015 was shaping up to be the year I’d give a marathon a crack. Except my hip cracked.
Eight weeks into the 16-week tra..
‘She’s from just from a churchy family, and that’s the way they think and what they choose to believe. Let it go. That’s just how she was ..
Standing at a Coles’ checkout, I listened to a cashier delivering news to the customer in front of me, the sad circumstances of a mutual f..
My phone rang at 6.29am. It was the second call out to work during the night. In the haze from my bed to the car, I managed some calculati..
Early in my endeavour to run regularly, I encountered some shin pain. I booked into the physiotherapist to see what could be done to ease ..
Relying on memory, (and my USB that’s just been through the washing machine), I started to update my CV.
Last week I’d sorted out what ..
A sniff of the full blown condition usually sets in around 5 pm, Sundays.
As I write this, it’s a Monday, and I think I’ve got it bad.
This weekend just gone, we had our Women’s Retreat. The intentional pause it creates gave way to meaty conversations – the sort that gener..
There was a sense of relief at shift handover on the ward.
By the time it came around, it felt like a good idea for someone fresh to ta..