I retreated

I arrived emotionally flat, internal turmoil whirling; I sat by the garden window, I wrote poetry about the rain & flowers & I prayed, I drank coffee, I prayed, I cried, I raged, I listened to Switchfoot on loop (The Shadow Proves the Sunshine), I listened to more poetry, I prayed, I drank coffee, I […]

Seedy bread

This week, the inquest into the death a beautifully lovely girl began-she was a former student of mine. She was a rare, exceptionally kind, bright, well-loved girl. I wept a lot when she died; I’ve cried a lot this week. And I’m just a former teacher who liked & admired her. I cannot fathom the […]

Ghanaian Grief

I just had an interesting couple of conversations with my Aunt & Uncle in Ghana whose mum just died today. I called to see how they both are, expecting sad or heavy emotions but instead they both answered the phone with their usual cheery banter. Then we laughed and did our usual mickey-taking ‘hello old […]