And you are still here to tell the tale, I take my hat off to you my friend. You are a bloody warrior. To pull yourself out of a place so deep, so dark, that the only available option is to choose oblivion, is a feat the majority of us will never quite understand. You

And you are still here to tell the tale, I take my hat off to you my friend. You are a bloody warrior. To pull yourself out of a place so deep, so dark, that the only available option is to choose oblivion, is a feat the majority of us will never quite understand. You

It’s been a few days since you passed. And yet I am still thinking about you pretty much all the time, which is strange because I didn’t know you at all, in real life. Thoughts of you and how you felt in the final moments of your life have kept me awake the last few

This mantra is all over social media today. Sadly, it has taken the loss of a bright young life to spread this message so fast and so far but nonetheless, we mustn’t let her death be in vain… In a world where you can be anything, be kind. What does this mean? It means integrity. 

Think again. We celebrate love on this day to honour a saint who risked his life to help couples in love be together. He paid the ultimate price but to him, love was worth it. Today we celebrate love. For him. And let me tell you something my single friends, there is NO love more

Asking how they slept Making a cup of tea just right Picking up a book they’d like to read Worrying, so much worrying Remembering something they said that made you laugh Listening to things that aren’t said out loud Telling the truth, no matter how hard Feeling stronger than you are because they believe in

Make peace with yours right now my friend, for it has toiled for many years just to keep you alive. It has grown, weathered virus and disease, healed countless wounds and fought many unseen battles to keep your soul intact for its journey through this life. Yes it has changed but it has been changing

Whether you have a mother or not, the need will always be there. Even if you never had one, even if you don’t have any experience of that maternal love, there is a hole inside of you that perhaps, you didn’t even know you had. A woman needs her mum, this much is true.  So

Be kind. Right now, you could be driving beside someone, who is dealing with the worst news of their life. Be patient. Today, you could be waiting in line behind someone dealing with the end of a relationship, the loss of a love, the onset of a panic attack. Be aware. Be kind, over anything….this

The telephone rang.  It was a call from his mother. He answered it and his mother told him, “Mr.  Belser died last night.  The funeral is Wednesday.” Memories flashed through his mind like an old newsreel as he sat quietly remembering his childhood days. “Jack, did you hear me?” “Oh, sorry, Mom.  Yes, I heard

1. It is going to knock you sideways, the love you feel for that child. I smothered you in love every day you were alive but you will still be rocked to your roots when it hits you from the other side. I would say ‘be prepared’, but nothing, nothing, will prepare you for that

Today I reached my breaking point… For a moment or two I thought, this is it, I am finally broken. For a minute or two, I felt I couldn’t handle the load I’ve been given anymore. It’s too heavy. Wouldn’t it be so wonderfully tempting just to set that load down on the ground and

You Can’t Skip Chapters In Your Own Story… That’s not how it works. You have to face each page, each twist, each turn. You have to live out each and every chapter from the start to the end. Some of those chapters wont be pretty either.  You see, we each get our share of good

Hold Every Hug Just That Little Bit Longer… Listen to your loved ones just a little bit harder. Pay more attention to the small stuff, even when the to-do list is long. Life is short my friend. Don’t put off every invitation that scares you. Laugh out loudly and take the high ground whenever you

The World May Not like Bold Women… But I do. The world may not throw open its arms to those who carve their own path, tossing archaic beliefs to the wind, the wind they leave behind them as they forge bravely ahead. But I open my arms to those warrior sisters. Thank goodness for them