Outside it is so light. Everything is covered by a thick layer of crispy white snow. The sky is a light blue, and everything is still. Stillness. Sometimes it’s necessary to stop and just be. Just breathe realising that we are alive. It’s been a week surrounded by sadness. At the start of the week I learnt that a young women I’d been working with, who was hoping for a better future, had died that weekend. A sudden death that shocked us all. A life lost so very young. Her future hopes and plans never to be lived and walked in. Death always wakes us up to the reality of life. To the realisation that life is so fragile. That we need to live not just in what is to come, but be present in the moment. Sadness. As I sat in the chapel yesterday, following her no longer on a journey in life, but on a journey to her final place of rest, I listened to her family share of who she had been to them. It was good to hear them speak of a girl who had lived moments of family and who emb
Life is a journey full of weird and interesting experiences. As the years go by, what was once new and different, has become part of the ordinary and usual. And those things which once brought amazement, no longer catch my attention. So instead of letting the new and exciting fade into nothing, I want to try to capture and keep some of these moments.