It's no secret to scientists and psychologists that scent can trigger memories as vivid and real as the day they were created. Although my maternal grandfather died more than 12 years ago, pulling his suspenders out of the bag I keep them in engulfs me in a scent of Old Spice and Players cigarettes so … Continue reading “A gift from the heart” – 2013 edition.
As I wrote last weekend, in the annual re-post of " A gift from the heart " - the story of how an anonymous Christmas gift provided me with something far more precious than soap - the most valuable gifts are always ones given from the heart. Little did I know, when I posted that story, that … Continue reading Two precious gifts – one of hope… the other of healing.
As an adult, I think I've always had a bit of a love/hate relationship with Christmas. Don't get me wrong - I love the festive lights, the excitement of seeing my children enjoy the holidays, get-togethers and all the cooking...but I really, really hate the commercialization, obligation and fake sentiment that also seems to have come to accompany the entire … Continue reading One from the archives,to get into the spirit of Christmas… ” A gift from the heart.”
There is something magical about the very moments when the darkest part of night begins that unstoppable slide into dawn. Sitting on the floor beside the window in my bedroom, I watched it all, wrapped in warm chocolate coloured chenille throw. The softness of the chenille felt comforting to me, like a good hug, and … Continue reading Life is a process