I wrote to the Queen

I wrote to the Queen

Nearly three years ago on the 7th of June 2020 I wrote to the then Queen of England. It was 2am at night. I couldn’t sleep. I actually felt nauseous from the pressure I felt inside myself to write to her. In some ways it felt futile because I argued to myself...
Cry the beloved country just became real

Cry the beloved country just became real

This International Women’s Day, 2023, I feel like those Russian women textile workers who marched for peace and bread, and an end to World War 1 and czarism on 8 March 1917, in Petrograd, (February 23, 1917, on the Julian calendar). Their protest eventually engulfed...
making your mark

making your mark

I think we all have defining moments as we go through life. We hear something that touches us so deeply that we never forget that mark on our journey. One of those moments for me happened at about 16 years old when I we did the poem, ‘Ode on a Grecian Urn’...
pause. reflect. rest

pause. reflect. rest

When the fireworks lit up the sky at midnight on 1 January 2022, I was determined that this was going to be the year that I would kick some serious goals, and finally continue to give more support to families after their loss. And so far so good, I was on track to do...
I jumped off a jetty

I jumped off a jetty

“Come on, Mum, jump off the high jetty with us!” My heart skipped a beat when I heard my son’s words. I don’t like heights, BUT, before any excuses could get the better of me, I said “yes”. I decided to face my fears and declared...