"I don't want you to go out anywhere on your own mummy, because the bad people might hurt you". These were the words my nine year old daughter uttered at bedtime on Monday night. I remember so clearly that feeling as a child when bad things happened, the overwhelming fear and concern for my parents… Continue reading #NotInMyName
I've realised lately that I'm a stubborn old goat. I've been barely holding it together, but for some reason I find it almost impossible to ask for help. I've been thinking a lot about why this is, and I've settled on the fact that I don't want to appear needy, or lose my independence by… Continue reading My own biggest criticÂ
You've gotta have Gumption.... 