I’ve started a new journaling pattern. Every week, two questions: What do I most regret? What do I most remember? Last week one person made both lists:...
Author - Evelyn Bence
Earlier this week I impulsively phoned Polly, a kind-hearted, no-nonsense woman old enough to be mother. Except at church, I hadn’t talked with her since...
Three years ago a new family moved next door. The moment I saw a young child I groaned. I’d watched as the street raised a generation. Been there, done that. I...
