It's been eight years at the end of this month that I'll have been a single mom. Anyone who has gone through a divorce will know that it's a couple of years of pure hell on earth. Ripping at the seams of the very fibres of your core values and beliefs, or the clash thereof. … Continue reading Fearfully & Wonderfully Made
"Sometimes though, a little while later, I find that it was premature and the Prick. Still. Stings."
The aisles were congested and the air was thick with humidity with what I guessed was human day-old sweat, as most planes tend to be when boarding a long haul flight like this. I was tired and exhausted and not really looking forward to the next eight hours to my final destination of Delhi, India. … Continue reading 36B Shanghai to Delhi
I have this gift. Actually all of us who are mothers have it. The ability to see what can not be seen with the human eye. To hear those words never spoken, and to feel what the heart cries. There's a name for it. It's called motherhood and there are moments in life when as … Continue reading Stick’n Stones: A Mother’s Heartbreak on the Bullying of Her Son.