Eight Forty Four

Eight forty four is when my Mum rang me a few Saturdays ago. I thought she was calling to talk about going to the Craft Fair at church. No, her call was more urgent and life changing. Grandad had passed...

Dear Friends (on Mother’s Day)

Dear Friend, today I know you’re wondering if that person to have a family with, will ever cross paths with you. Dear Friend, today I know you’re questioning the next negative pregnancy test in a long line of failed attempts,...