Ever wondered why you're where you are now and not where you feel you should be? Perhaps you started out quite well, had a good education, made great plans for your life but somehow things didn't turn out quite how you expected it to. Well, you're not alone. In fact I am sure that this … Continue reading Day 48: Where You Are vs Where You Should Be
Looking back, perhaps we saw it coming. Maybe we didn't want to see the fear she tried so hard to hide. Or maybe we just couldn't face the truth - that we could do nothing for her, and so chose not to see it. But it was there, right there in her flirty smile, and … Continue reading The Lost Days of Ada
I woke up this morning thinking of the amazing woman that made it possible for me to be here today. I want you to know that even through our little fights and often intense arguments and across the miles that separate us that I love you. And so I am dedicating this month of March … Continue reading Phenomenal Mothers
I remember a time long ago, long before I had seen the wonder of streets awash with lights and the marvel of satellite and the Internet, long before I learnt to stop believing in magic and to fear people. Dad was always busy then, he thought he needed to give us a better life, and … Continue reading Memoirs of life in the box
I had a visit from one of my closest friends. She came in to town to see a dentist. It was nice seeing her after so many months. I need to keep in better touch with my friends, few as they are already. She excitedly broke the news that she will be getting married before … Continue reading No More Excuses
Finally! I've been waiting forever for this day, and it's finally here. I'm so excited about moving to my new place out of the city. I've always disliked living in the city with all its noise and pollution. My dream has been to live out in the country, as close to nature as possible. With … Continue reading The Move
I'm 9 and its my first day at secondary school. As I saw the other girls running around and chattering excitedly, I was frozen with fear and rooted to the car seat. And then I wondered. . .