Last week was the end of the holidays. For me, it mostly consisted of errands, “DIY”, planning and sorting. Perimenopausal hormones were getting me down and the children’s school anxiety was steadily building. It was a transitional week, a return to work and focus and the normal demands of normal life. I listened to an…
Category: Reflections
What I’ve been Reading
Each summer, I know the holidays are coming to an end when I complete a row of Woman Alive’s book bingo. This year, this is the eclectic selection I ended up with: A book that has been translated into English: Before the Coffee gets Cold, Toshikazu Kawaguchi A book published around the time your parents…
Holiday Notes 3
The summer rolls on. There are leaves turning now; the blackberries are ripe; we are collecting apples, and I am switching gears. Now is the time for running errands, getting things done around the house and preparing for a new term at work. We are still enjoying plenty of rest and play, but the transition…
Holiday Notes 2
The holidays allow more time for dreamy days, adventures, talking more, playing more, and escaping from routine. Of course, in these times, at least as much as in other times, we are still facing our own challenges, edging around complicated feelings and finding our way in our relationships. In all the seasons, we do our…
Holiday Notes 1
The summer holidays have begun, and, as a teacher, I am fortunate enough to have this time away from work. Having nearly six weeks off in one stint is obviously a blessing, but it can be a daunting prospect too. I suspect that I am not alone in my tendency to overthink the whole thing….
Small Things
It’s about time for a “Small Things” post. My Small Things posts are sweet, simple lists of the things I am grateful for, and I write them as much for myself as for anyone reading. Stopping to note some of the good things never fails to brighten my mood. The past few weekends, I have…
Being Seen
There’s something very strengthening about being “seen”. There have been times when I have felt that my vulnerabilities and struggles have been uncomfortably visible. In some of these times, there have been extra layers of discomfort when I have realised that although aspects of my life are highly visible, they are misunderstood. Being seen without…
Between the Lines
Today, I’m suddenly aware of a need to pay attention to the space between things. My life lately is full of words: busy, worky words; the words of hard conversations about parenting; well-intentioned, kind words of encouragement and instruction; the words of news stories, emails and WhatsApp messages; social words, in person and online, with…
Lenny and the lost art of patience
Let me introduce you to Lenny, the leopard gecko. He’s the newest member of our family and, honestly, preparing for him, welcoming him and trying to take care of him has taken a huge amount of dedication, perseverance, and, above all, patience. First, we had to get a suitable home for him, full of suitable…
Small Things
Perhaps I will one day drive a camper van and go on road trips with my family. Maybe I will, at some point in my life, have a golden retriever to walk along the beach, before returning to my coastal cottage for a coffee. Perhaps I will one day achieve the dream of having an…
Writing Prompt: Freedom
When the furthest I can go is the local garage to buy milk, freedom is listening to my favourite music, putting the window down, and driving the extra minute to see the way the sun sparkles on the river. When those minutes in that car are limited, freedom is soaking in every moment, all the…
Easter
It is increasingly hard to write concisely and meaningfully about my faith in recent years. I’ve taken steps away from identifying with established Christianity, sickened by some of the ways it has been misrepresented and misused, saddened that it is good leaders who are the rare surprises, whilst abuse of power is what we have…
Life Lived 