Or don’t. I’m going to be honest with you; on this day I am finding looking over photos, starting a new calendar or catching up with social media very very difficult. My leg is still sore and my walking almost possible. My husband told me to write about what was good about 2022. I tutted.

I was thinking back over this hard year, and further to the other difficult times in my life a few days ago, and it struck me; through it all, in many different guises, I have encountered something good. My memory gets so swamped with darkness I lose sight of the light. So I thought back…

By the broken parts.

Now I’m not talking about the parties, the terrible traffic, the shopping, the financial pressure, the difficult family relationships. I’m talking about the light-filled real start of it all; when God Himself came here to show us we are not alone in this dark world.

Right this minute, I am dosed up on painkillers sitting on bed thinking, how did this get so bad? You might think I’m always full of positivity. That’s not necessarily the case.

Floods of kindness rise up. Of course I never want to learn this lesson, but it happens to all of us whether we want it or not. I would guess that you probably know what it feels like to be washed up in a tough place, looking round for some kind of rescue. A few…

Although we moved back to the dust and chaos of our house, I’m here with the dog at my parents’ again today, enjoying the quiet and the heat. It is always good, and often imperative, to find an escape from the storms that life works up for us, but is there a way to be…

Or so says Heraclitus. I came across this saying recently and it made me think. Why is change so often viewed differently? Why do I dislike it so much?

One dimensional. The way you see things or experience them is not the same as anyone else. Recently I have been learning that. Have you ever heard one event being related by two people with entirely opposite versions of what they thought had happened? Yesterday I realised, to my shame, that I have been so…

There is always something going on in our lives that we cannot control. I was talking about that today with someone and they said if the queue of traffic was too slow-moving, they would just get out and walk. To do that was to re-take control. (I didn’t ask about the other poor person left…