Dear Mum | 8 Years

Dear Mum, This week, on Thursday, it marks eight years since you departed the earthly world to join Jesus in Heaven. Eight years is a long time for a twenty-two year old, yet by the time I am eighty - it will be nothing. Maybe it won't hurt as much then as it does now.…

Locked in a Box

A week today, it would have been my mother's birthday. A week today, I'm scheduled to post a blog but I don't think I'm going to be in any state to write a blog on the topic. So instead, I'll address it now - a week before the event whilst my brain is somewhat functioning…

Thinking I’m Funny

As you may know, I work in a school. If you didn't know: I work in a school. Good. Now we're all on the same page. On most days, I love my job. I love being able to work with fantastic teachers and generally enthusiastic kids and being able to positively impact these kids lives.…

All You Need is Love…

It’s half 11 on a Saturday night as I write this and I am wide awake. I'm exhausted, physically and mentally, yet I just can’t switch off. So what do I do in situations like these? Turn on my computer and write a blog post. I've been trying to get to sleep for hours. That…

I Miss Her

Every day I miss her. Every day there is something I wish I could tell her. That I could just pick up the phone, give her a text or a quick phone call.

It hurts so bad

I’m not ashamed to say I cry at TV shows and films. I cry when something overly happy happens or I cry when something overly sad happens. I cry when people die in TV or films.