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life and faith

Sometimes I wake up grumpy

Little fellows like this have been rudely interrupting my beauty sleep of late. A dawn chorus of cheerful cheeping. A morning song rejoicing in the sheer joy of being alive. An intrusion for an insomniac mind and body already depleted and bone-weary. Who wants to be disturbed when a body …
life and faith

Being Framed

Sometimes there is a song needing to be sung, a word waiting to be heard, or a poem pressing to be penned. Today is one of those days. My offering is a poetic lament in support of M.E. Awareness Week (May 6th – 12th) and the way people with this condition are …
life and faith

On the Road

A road can be as long or short as our perspective of it. Stretching on endlessly for miles or running out of path to tread before we know it. Outside our home, the road was adjunct to playing space as we pushed prams full of dolls jostling within, roller-skated, hopscotched, …
life and faith

Sinking but not sunk

Confession time today – I’m a bit of a hand-wash harridan. As a nurse, I spent more time than I care to count washing my hands at a sink. Those were the days before alcohol sprays and hand-sanitisers were prevalent. We washed and scrubbed as if our lives (or that …