Regarding the Author
Life is an epic story and we only ever have precious few lines to contribute.
I love cupcakes and tea, walking in the rain, sweaters, airplanes, and the ocean. Writing gives me peace; it is the best way to expel one's imagination so other's can glimpse the coloured directions your thoughts turn. It's funny how such simple things can make you smile.
My life is really just a series of staircases: some days it feels like its moving with me, never going anywhere. Some days it trips me up and I go flying down to crash-land at the bottom; which I have a tendency to do rather frequently. Some days its like an escalator that I’m walking up… and I go ricocheting to the top. It is dependent on the moment.
I was a nurse; training and years devoted to a worthy profession were all very fine and well, but after the abuse and thanklessness of the position, I decided to take my career into my own hands. I moved to Bristol to engage in a year abroad of Theological training, found not only myself but God in a deeper way, and happened to fall in love.
Because of this, I have had a radical change in my thinking. Small things used to make me angry and get me whiled up but after reflection, it's much easier and more entertaining to find that the small things in life are worthy of joy. It's much more satisfying and no one can steal that from me!
Fond memories, brushes with glory and the clean smell of books. Tangerine trees, love.
I love cupcakes and tea, walking in the rain, sweaters, airplanes, and the ocean. Writing gives me peace; it is the best way to expel one's imagination so other's can glimpse the coloured directions your thoughts turn. It's funny how such simple things can make you smile.
My life is really just a series of staircases: some days it feels like its moving with me, never going anywhere. Some days it trips me up and I go flying down to crash-land at the bottom; which I have a tendency to do rather frequently. Some days its like an escalator that I’m walking up… and I go ricocheting to the top. It is dependent on the moment.
I was a nurse; training and years devoted to a worthy profession were all very fine and well, but after the abuse and thanklessness of the position, I decided to take my career into my own hands. I moved to Bristol to engage in a year abroad of Theological training, found not only myself but God in a deeper way, and happened to fall in love.
Because of this, I have had a radical change in my thinking. Small things used to make me angry and get me whiled up but after reflection, it's much easier and more entertaining to find that the small things in life are worthy of joy. It's much more satisfying and no one can steal that from me!
I moved back to Calgary with every intention to come back to join my Joe. He finished his training to be a vicar, we moved up to Cheshire, and were married 9 months later. Every day I am surprised by his kindness and persistence to love even when I feel undeserving.
Jesus is my joy and my strength; my life is ultimately for him and for what he plans for this broken world. Everything I do, I want it to be for his glory. Being able to talk to one who made the universe, yet cares enough about me to listen while I natter on? Does it get much better than that? Its an unlit path, but life isn’t about knowing what to do, is it now!Fond memories, brushes with glory and the clean smell of books. Tangerine trees, love.
Je viens comme je suis. C’est moi.
