Imagine being a child in today’s world, compared with the childhood you had. As a child I shared a bedroom with three others. We had one bathroom. My Mom made a lot of our clothes, and we owned school shoes, casual shoes, and runners. We had no playroom, and a limited stock of toys. For … More Why are you not happy?
In the wake of Robin Williams suicide many are asking why? Whenever I hear people ask this question, I am reminded of an elderly lady I nursed many years ago and how I learned that not everything is as we may see it. The lady I speak of was in her eighties. She was … More When suicide strikes we all ask why? Maybe we ask too late?
The final letter this weekend is a very powerful letter, written by Confessions of a Nail Technician. I am sure it was not an easy letter to write. She has bravely waived anonymity. Dear Craig, I was 24 and fairly naive when you met me. You were 16 years my senior. Did you really think … More Series of letters. Letter 7.
It was the saddest of days yesterday, as a whole village shared the loss of a small boy. So many gathered to support the family, and give this little man the Goodbye he deserved. The ceremony was touching and beautiful, but also heart wrenchingly sad. The sting in my throat as I tried to hold … More Why don’t big boys cry?