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.… Continue reading Dear Mum | 8 Years
I was once told that I have a magnet on my back. A magnet that attracts those (particularly young people) who have or having difficult times in their lives. They're going through things that no child should have to go to, they have nobody they can talk too... I seem to attract the broken, the… Continue reading Attracting the Broken
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.