Time felt slower when we do nothing but wait. Toba Beta I have spent the week waiting. Waiting for those in the legal profession. A profession that works to its timetable. And as one might expect from a longstanding trade, it’s a slow timetable. The first from that profession on…

Reality is the leading cause of stress amongst those in touch with it Jane Wagner It’s said that three of the most stressful times in life involve separation or divorce, death and a house move. …

If we never experience the chill of a dark winter, it is very unlikely that we will ever cherish the warmth of a bright summer’s day. Nothing stimulates our appetite for the simple joys of life more than the starvation caused by sadness or desperation. …

Accept yourself, love yourself, and keep moving forward. If you want to fly, you have to give up what weighs you down Roy T. Bennett I began to write and share with others a weekly ‘positive’ some seven years ago almost to the day. It started as a ‘challenge’ from…

Impatience is progress’s best friend Daily Florence Over the last couple of weeks, the ‘wheels’ on the pending house moves of Sarah and I have turned very slowly. We seem locked in a sequence of queries and answers going back between our solicitors and those of the buyers of our…

My life isn’t perfect but it does have perfect moments Anon I mentioned in a previous piece that I’m donating many of my books to charity as I prepare to move home. Unfortunately, there is just not enough room for all the books I currently have in my new place. …

We have to dare to be ourselves, however frightening or strange that self may prove to be May Sarton Dear Harry, I write from fifty years hence and apologise for addressing you so informally, but after all these years, I know you well. For example, I know that right now…

Surgeons must be very careful When they take the knife! Underneath their fine incisions Stirs the Culprit — Life! Emily Dickinson Some thirty years later, the question remains with me. “Are you nervous?” Ummmm nervous? I pondered the question. There I was. A thirty-something-year-old man naked from the waist down…

To the outside world we all grow old. But not to brothers and sisters. We know each other as we always were. We know each other’s hearts. We share private family jokes. We remember family feuds and secrets, family griefs and joys. We live outside the touch of time. Clara…