Dear Matthew, The story began in Bali for us, Seminyak’s Serene Villas to be precise. That was three years ago now when you were only two years old and Emma, just six months old. That was Emma’s first trip overseas, our first time at a private villa, and the start of what would be years […] Read more…
There we are in the dark and cold bedroom; it’s time for us to retreat to our private thoughts and personal space that will be very frequently invaded by random requests, burning questions that absolutely require answers right there and then, the occasional need to pee again, and for sure, final whining and baby talk […] Read more…
Dear Kids, Uncle J. said to me rather earnestly not too long ago, “I feel sorry for you. Look at you now. You gave up your life and your church work for so long and now your everyday is just spent wrapped up with the two of them.” It took me a few weeks to say […] Read more…
Today is Mother’s Day; I am a mother of a three-and-a-half year old Matthew, and a one-and-a-half year old Emma. Today has been a day filled with all kinds of confusion as I continue to grapple with inner issues that have yet been reconciled, healed or properly understood. It would be fair to say that […] Read more…