Category: When it all goes wrong…..

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Just being there

A couple of days after my mum died very suddenly, I was walking along Colchester High Street. I must have been going to our church for some reason, I don’t remember why. And I...

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The walk of shame

Jerusalem has sinned greatly and so has become unclean. All who honored her despise her, for they have all seen her naked; she herself groans and turns away. Her filthiness clung to her skirts;...

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I wailed once

I wailed once. Just once. You see, I was a happy, smiley, bouncy baby. A contented child. A teenager who’d been brought up to believe that feelings could not be trusted and therefore could...

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Learning to lament

Everyone experiences loss. That much is clear. But how each one of us expresses loss is different. It’s a cultural thing. We are taught how to deal with loss by our parents, our friends,...