Delivering Love

There is something very magical about eating in Italy. There is a devil may care attitude to the whole affair that in my reasonable,but still limited, travel experience is second to none . While most of the world is obsessed with aesthetics , expensive ‘in’ decor and trends in presentation and ingredients, Italy somehow determines…

In the past few months I have witnessed several of my ‘tribe’ shed their heartache down the contours of their face. The impact of sorrow is always profound, but somehow the tears of a friend run deeper than most. It feels like they reach crevices within our hearts that we otherwise don’t attend, it touches…

(Week 2 of 52 week blog challenge) I was walking around a shop the other day and heard the song that titles this blog. For me it will never belong to Ronan Keating, its real beauty is only heard when Garth (Brooks) sings it, it is his song after all. I haven’t heard it in…

I have decided that I am like a car with a broken fuel gauge. There I am ‘driving’ about my life and suddenly there’s a shudder, a splutter and then quite to my surprise everything stops dead in its tracks. I have not seen the flashing light. I have not felt the stutters of an…

How can a year feel so long and yet so short all at the same time? I truly wish I was writing this with a clear epiphany, a path for the future ready to be forged with excitement and courage. Instead I feel trepidicious and unsure of what 2023 may hold. Many years have passed…

For all the writing I do , rarely do I really write about myself . I’m currently completing a PGCert in Healthcare Chaplaincy and if my tutor has asked me once he’s declared a hundred times that he wants more of ‘me’ . I actually told him at one point that I flat out would…

I try not to write unless I genuinely feel I have something to say. Over the past few weeks and months little stirrings of ‘something’ have danced in my head. They haven’t lasted long, clouded by life I suppose. So it was a genuine surprise today to realise that its been a whole year since…

Before I even start to type my words I will caveat this blog with a ‘likely to offend’ warning. Actually no likely about it , this blog WILL offend . Why write it then ? Because I truly believe that there’s no good feeling something without nailing your colours to the mast. This blog was…

Some years ago I studied for a post-graduate degree and part of my specialism was in the subject of grief and loss. At the time , still a practising midwife, I was motivated by the mothers who endured the unfathomable loss of a baby at all stages of pregnancy. In reality what I learned ,…

I loved seeing all the applause on tv last night – we didn’t hear it because we live in the middle of nowhere but nonetheless we all stood out and applauded , a few distant fireworks cheering us on . Naturally my thoughts are of my immediate close friends on the front line , battling…