She sat beside the bed, tears brimming. ‘Mum’s dying.’ ‘Yes.’ We sat in silence for a bit. ‘I’ve lost my faith.’ ‘Uh huh.’ ‘When my…
Category: Death and Dying
I used to love the story of Little Red Riding Hood. There was something deliciously appealing about getting dressed up in an elegant red cape…
Professor Sir Mason Durie is a seasoned presenter. One slide with three points and he had the standing room only crowd in his hand at…
‘Look’, he said, waving a scrap of paper in front of me, ‘the doctor’s been and this is what he thinks I’ve got.’ The phrase…
I was just 21 when my mum died after a long illness. For the last month of her life, we nursed her at home, which…