One of my earliest childhood memories is my five year old self coming back from school, and entering into my mothers dark room, at the end of a very long corridor. I would always open […]
On juggling motherhood, and how no one has the right answer.
We all lie to our children. The lies we tell are just a way of lying to ourselves because the truth doesn’t really help… it doesn’t make anything easier.
Stories are embedded with instructions which guide us about the complexities in life.
When I become a mother, oh the things I will teach my children. I’ll sing to them every song; even those songs that have never been sang. I’ll fill their minds with stories of magic […]