A short story: we as in us. (Part 1)

I've never really written fictional stories before, maybe because I believe all stories should have an element of truth. This is part fiction, mostly true, make of it what you will. :)  It's inspired by cold winter nights, the amazing combination of whiskey + apple juice, and a whole bunch of bittersweet memories. It's a story …

After midnight

Is a blank slate ever possible? This is life's great conundrum, I think - if life won't give us a brand new slate, are we willing to carve one out for ourselves? Are we willing to believe that we can be made new and whole in spite of our shortcomings and brokenness?

Why Valentines’ Day is hard.

Each year when February 14 rolls around, I'm reminded of love that is lost. Of love that should-have-been; could-have-been. Not just relationships that could've flourished but didn't - but Love that didn't weather the cracks. Love that should have rained down on the people who need it the most.

Measure your life in love.

I recognise that the world is a better place when there is a little positivity - in an encouraging note, a smile to a random stranger, a sincere "How are you", and an unexpected hello. I believe the goodness of God is reflected in the goodness of people, regardless of whether or not they believe in His existence. I believe that Love can change the world, only if we let it.