WORDS FAIL ME
I have a confession… I am feeling a teensy bit of pride. Pride is something...
Stalked by Demons | Guarded by Angels
I have a confession… I am feeling a teensy bit of pride. Pride is something...
I've spent eight weeks safely nestled in a cocoon of Cs - Conviction, Curiosity, Conscientiousness, Courage, Connection & Commitment. And…
The days were cold, And the skies were grey. The bare branches swaying in the swift brisk wind. Still, the…
I consider myself very honest. I fibbed a lot as a child - and I've read children who lie are…
I keep receiving lovely messages of support for my blog posts - thank you :) I am very touched by…
You held me, in the palm of your hands, When I was young, red-faced and new. You held my hand,…
As I entered into the big wide world of adulthood, I blossomed as best I could with my strengths and…
I believe my bodyguard is Coco. He is a cat. A beautiful, loving, devoted cat who considers himself human. He…
To eat or not to eat. That is the question.Choose. To write or not to write.Choose....
There's a cloak wrapped tight around me. A cloak of grief. A cloak of fear. A cloak of wanton weariness.
On 19 October – 23 days before peace treaties were signed to end the first world war – Charles and…
randmother was called Peace as a child. She was the youngest of three girls - the formidable McDougall girls. Her…
My grandmother passed away in her sleep overnight. I've been caring for her the past ten years. On Tuesday she…
I am coming to the end of an eight week online course for recovery from...
I introduced myself to my fellow writers in the awakening authors course I'm starting soon. I introduced myself in verse…