Dentist Dread; Getting Past My Phobia

Until a few weeks ago I hadn’t been to the dentist for over a decade. I can’t even tell you how much over a decade because as a teenager I started to refuse to go, and I can’t remember exactly when my parents stopped fighting my tears. I also have to confess, that other than…

Blesséd Are The Peacemakers

Bravery. Sacrifice. Justice. When I list these words they are probably not ones you often associate with Jesus. Instead, He has often become the symbol of all things soft and merciful. Of course, He was merciful, He played with children, He comforted and healed, He cared in a such an unexpected way He made people…

Us, Them & God

In a post-9/11 world, in a suspicious world, in a world where we hide what we have incase a stranger might take it, in a country where we are nervous of immigration, God can remind us of our duty and the standard which we are set in relation to “us” and “them”.

"I'm Angry" & How I Healed

It is now over a year since I had my second miscarriage, lost the child that I have since come to call Kari. Shortly after I went through a point of feeling incredibly angry, and although it was done in a blog post form, it was never published. It’s only now that I feel I…

Saying Goodbye: My Experience

I honestly didn’t know what to expect on the way to the Saying Goodbye service at Chelmsford Cathedral. I am a strong advocate for acknowledging the life that was after a miscarriage or loss, but I didn’t quite know how to do that myself. With my first, Paschal, I painted – there was a clear…

8 Months Along

I thought I’d be as big as a house right now. I’d be finding it hard to get up and down our twisted steep steps. I would be making excuses at work about why I was wearing tracksuit trousers and stretchy tops instead of smart jeans and a shirt.. not that I’d need excuses.