I don’t have many words to describe how I am feeling at this very moment. Just all I know is this that the previous years on the week of my son’s passing I seemed to have coped better with his … Continue reading
I don’t have many words to describe how I am feeling at this very moment. Just all I know is this that the previous years on the week of my son’s passing I seemed to have coped better with his … Continue reading
I wrote this poem when I was 15. I can’t remember why. Just when I look back at my earlier writing I see that I was more descriptive with my writing than now… Amazing to see how much has changed … Continue reading
Romans 5.3-4 – We also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope. I have looked back over the last few weeks of my life, months perhaps of my life, and what … Continue reading
It is the week leading up to my son’s impromptu death and birth. A week of different emotions. I feel like I have slept through most of September. This year has not be an easy year leading up to his … Continue reading
When I was 17 I had three slipped disks in my lower back and could barely sleep at night because of the pain. I remember it getting so bad one day that I just prayed to God for one good … Continue reading
I wrote this piece when i was 16 for my IGCSEs. I can’t believe my grandad kept this in his Hannah file. It is quite a powerful piece. I wrote it for friends of mine who died in a plane … Continue reading
I wrote this poem when I was 15 for an English poetry competition across different English speaking schools in Eastern Europe. I remember getting first place for this piece. Though I have no idea why! I can see that my … Continue reading
Dear Life-Partner, I don’t know how many more times I will be writing to you…. Or if there is any point in this exercise. At the moment I don’t see the point in it except maybe on some level I … Continue reading
Isaiah 40.29 – He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. I am trying not to write too much. To share my thoughts. My struggles. Because it is much of the same really. That day … Continue reading
Hello darkness, my old friend. You’ve come to talk to me again – to lull me into a false sense of security. Whispering into my ear. The only problem with you darkness is you try to consume my life. You try to … Continue reading