Author Archives: Kath
And now for something completely different…
This weekend I had the first test of the Great British Public’s approach to buggies on trains. Sonface had his first trip out on a train, as you can see he was pretty entranced by the lights and movement going … Continue reading
Angry but in a good way…
I read these words and I am full of anger. Anger at my brain’s refusal to dance in the freedom of these words, anger at not hearing these words enough, anger at the general feeling that this is not what … Continue reading
Look at me?
Who do I want you to see when you look at me? I want you to see someone coping well with life, someone with their stuff together, someone who is good at living life well. I want you to see … Continue reading
That’s how the light gets in…
Trudging along the road tired and weary, my mind swirling with the usual thoughts of despair and darkness. The train of grumbling narrative chugged along it’s usual tracks. The same cycle: Where is God? Does he even exist? I can’t … Continue reading
In which I realise the obvious once more…
It always takes me a while to adjust to new circumstances and new titles in my life. When I got married I had to roll around the word wife on my tongue a long time until I felt at ease … Continue reading
The Long Walk Home 