When grief takes hold Behind the song ‘Life Goes On’. Last year I had my tenth miscarriage. I find it strange that with each pregnancy hope for a second child would be reborn with renewed optimism. Excuses would be found for previous miscarriages that would make this pregnancy different. And then, as things started going... Continue Reading →
What does my being a Christian tell you about me? Christianity. It means so many things to so many different people. It means extremists murdering those who believe something else. It means boring Sunday services, in dusty churches that haven't seen change in hundreds of years. It means ritual, habit, or maybe happy-clappy and a... Continue Reading →