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The comfort of insignificance
I’ve always been drawn to little and inconsequential things – stories of ordinary people, not changing the world, nor going through any dramatic transition, just letting life and all its colourful ideas (or tragic happenstance) come and pass. I adore also the stories where more ink is spilled over the leaves, the petals, the soil, Continue reading
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The Unhestitatingly Speedy Pace of Life
I sit on the train hurtling down the English countryside on our way down to London to visit family. Hurtling seems to be the word characterising my entire existence this season: hurried lunches wolfed down in between meetings and tasks, intensely deep conversations explored between two souls between the one-hour-limit of our appointment, plans scribbled Continue reading
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Of a plate of Warm, Fresh Cookies
A certain weight in life can only be eased by a plate of fresh, warm cookies. Weight that multiplies in the cloud of anxiety, that entangles itself with hormones and tiredness and the yearning for the elusive “next thing”, that finds you balancing budgets and writing emails through hot tears. A sharp sting that intrudes Continue reading
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Reflections in Cymru
Breakfast was had in a cosy little stone house, slanted roofs framing the welcoming atmosphere of cobbles kitchen and Deli. With sandwiches in hand, beef brisket for Paul and breakfast bagel for me, we set off for the nearest picnic bench to savour our long awaited morning feast. Let’s face it, holidays for us are Continue reading
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Updates on the Moore Family Life…
Our little life here as Moore’s…. Totally in awe of how fast these days went by – days filled with the sounds of laughter and reading aloud, the fragrance of warm bread and fresh flowers, the smiles of encouragement and glimpses of grace, the moments of unexpected kindness and wonderful generosity, the melancholy of a Continue reading
the migrant wife 