So we wear the poppy, go to the cenotaph and maybe watch a movie to feel patriotic. Then what? My family has always honoured the men and women who stand in the November cold and watch with sad, quiet eyes as the pipes play and the jets fly over one more time. Each year there are … Continue reading Remembrance has to be more than a day.
This month I’ve been learning about frailty, the kind of mental and physical uncertainty that freezes you solid at the thought of moving forward, and then breaks your heart because there is no going back. Like every life, every story, and every character has a point at which it is heart-breakingly frail, where the characters … Continue reading Truth, Hope, Belief.