All those words.
Shouting. To be heard.
I am 39.
We are late. It’s my fault, and his fault, and nobodies fault. Standing at the c..
‘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 ..
When I was singing and leading at a larger, multi-service church, we went through a phase of establishing additional campuses. “One church..
There’s fewer things in life that I strive to be than a good friend to someone. The thought of that not being the case, plays to my deepes..
I haven’t written a ‘something’ in a couple of weeks. It becomes a lot harder to put pen to paper, or fingers to keyboard, when you haven’..
Anzac Day, 2017. Lest we forget.
On this day in 1914, troops from the newly federated nation of Australia answered the call to fight al..
He didn’t recognise me. But he knew someone was coming to visit. With the realisation that I, a grey haired grandma, had come to see him, ..
It’s nearly impossible to ignore or shed the old traditions and memories that have been so much a part of the fabric of our lives.
As I ran around the river, I stumbled across what looked like a dining table, set atop a platform, with racing car style chairs being hois..
I’m a typical school mum.
We accidently get up later than we should to enable the morning to run smoothly. Most of the time.