The God Pedestal

I have a bad habit of putting the people I love most in life on what I have come to call, the God Pedestal. Meaning that throughout my life, I have unintentionally placed impossible expectations on the shoulders of close loved ones, expecting them to fulfil my own sense of purpose and happiness. It’s definitelyContinue reading “The God Pedestal”

I Actually Don’t Mind Being Called Mate.

I think I’ve got it. Yep, I can’t say I never achieved anything in my life. I have the ugliest pinky. I might even give it a name like Paul. Or Patricia. Or Patrice. Or Pa–whydoyahavetolooksostinkingugly. Long gone are my chances of being a left hand model or even a two handed model. I justContinue reading “I Actually Don’t Mind Being Called Mate.”

Asking For Help – A Scaredy Cat’s Tale

Asking for help has been a prominent fear of mine since I was in grade 1, when I couldn’t understand the concepts of basic mathematics. I just remember being given the work sheets with very simple equations, feeling overwhelmed looking at the list of questions thinking: I have no idea. I would look at theContinue reading “Asking For Help – A Scaredy Cat’s Tale”

My Baptism Story

It is exactly one year since I got baptised, today on the 19th of November. And I have only really decided to write about it until now because my faith journey, like many other journeys has been a confusing one. Leaving me reeling with many questions and thoughts, such as: Why did God decide toContinue reading “My Baptism Story”

Meet Brenda.

Since fracturing my right ankle last week during a netball game, Brenda has been responsible for holding my manky ankle together while I try to finish off my first semester of university and keep up my work as a singing teacher. I was in the position of Wing Defence (WD) and I was standing onContinue reading “Meet Brenda.”