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I did a bad thing

I did a bad thing

Yesterday I did something bad. Not send-your-soul-to-the-depths-of-hell bad, but bad-enough-to-churn-your-inside-for-days-kind of bad. It was an accident..

  • Vacation vantage point

    The land of the free and the home of the brave welcomed two little Kiwis last month, my husband and I. One year of marriage, our paper anniversary, was appropriately celebrated by collecting plane tickets as we travelled across the south, middle and west of the United States.

  • Ramblings about my warehouse

    Who hasn\'t, at some stage in their lives, wanted a warehouse? Well, probably a lot haven\'t; but I reckon many have! Something about having a warehouse at your fingertips is exciting; the potential you find bubbling up within you.

  • The kingdom of worry

    I once heard someone say, \'Worry is like a rocking chair—it gives you something to do but it doesn\'t get you anywhere.\'

  • Lonely boy

    It was less than two years ago when I met him. I was about to walk along the beach on a Sunday night. He came out of nowhere and I saw his lips moving. I took my headphones out and asked him what he\'d said.

  • Is ISIS Islamic?

    The Islamic state of Iraq and Syria goes by many names. Names such as ISIS, ISIL, Islamic State, the Caliphate, and Daesh have been used by politicians and the media to describe the group which currently controls large chunks of Iraq, Syria, and Libya.

  • It's the Jews

    The world seems to really dislike Israel and the Jewish people, be it the U.N\'s obsession to single Israel out while essentially ignoring far worse problems and perpetrators in the world.

  • Being in the middle

    Beginning something is exciting. Ending it is satisfying. The middle, however, is often less desirable. By the time we are in the middle of a marathon we have lost most of the energy we had at the beginning; yet we still have some way to go before reaching the glorious finishing line.

  • I am not good enough

    Coming out of high school and into university was a slap in the face from the real world. It\'s amazing how oblivious and naïve we can be to reality when we\'re absorbed in our own small little world.

  • Mothers and war

    As my toddler lay asleep today, I was overcome by the love I have for my little boy. I thought to myself, how is it possible to love a little human so deeply, unconditionally and completely?

  • Without language

    Have you ever been without language? Without voice? Stripped of your ability to communicate? I have.

  • Celebration in the darkness

    The world has once again been rattled. Something about the recent events in Brussels sliced right through to the centre of my heart. I remember all the way back to the September 11 attacks quite vividly, and yet the terror attacks in Brussels have shaken me to my core.