The Journal
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Mama Lucy at 84
There are people whose love feels like sunlight — warm, steady, and life-giving. For me, that…
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I HAD CONFUSED VISIBLE WITH VALUABLE.
Throughout our lifetime, we are taught to notice the things that can be seen. The house,…
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An Evening Walk Through Smestow Valley
joy in small things Daily Prompt After a soul-satisfying Italian lunch at Fiume, my partner and…
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The Last Visit
There are small kindnesses we offer in the everyday—blankets tucked over knees, water sipped through a…
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When Grief Looms, Send Blooms
Was today typical? After waking up from a night shift, blurry-eyed and caught between two worlds—the…
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“Ask, and It Shall Be Given”
“Ask, and it shall be given to you. Seek, and you shall find. Knock, and the…
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Beautiful Inside Out, Bea
Dear Bea, As I sit here in the UK, thousands of miles away from home, your…
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With All Its Edges
A Month-End Reflection I always thought of July as the sun’s golden hour—the month where the…
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Play Is Not a Luxury
I’ve always been quietly fascinated by the instinctive ways we retreat when the world begins to…
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Memory apparently stores much more than we authorise.
I heard the song before I properly looked at the screen, and that was probably why…
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Bella Notte in Birmingham
Saturday began without much ambition. There was no elaborate itinerary waiting on my phone, no alarm…
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THE CARDS OUTLIVED THE WRAPPING.
By the time I finished opening my birthday presents, my room looked as though a very…
