on the edge of ordinary

Right now my head is a little bit all over the place. The last couple of weeks have been fairly quiet at my desk, but all of a sudden this w...

On Thursday I said another farewell. This one was a bit smaller than many, but still another farewell that stacks on top of the dozens and d...

I was recently asked to fill in a form for our organisation that included the question “What emotions characterize your last two years?”  Ye...

We had a rough week last week. I can't share the details—it's not my story to tell—but it involved the death of someone we knew. I...

This topic of lament has come up for me multiple times this year. More often than usual. Possibly because collectively we've experienced...

This week it feels like we've turned a corner here. On Monday the boys finally went back to school on a usual timetable. Things feels a ...

This is the 20th year since I first left Australia to work in Japan as a missionary. In that time I’ve said hundreds of goodbyes, the sorts...

Last week I had a virtual coffee with one of my best friends in Australia. We love touching base and always come away feeling encouraged, an...

I don't see myself as a great risk taker. I like to plan and the prepare for possible risks. I don't like taking physical risks (and...

This afternoon I'm going on a regretful journey with my husband. We'll be searching for a jeweler who will repair my precious enga...

Some of us went for a short stroll off the beaten track  after lunch. I was so intently conversing with people that I didn't get to s...