Monday, 27 April 2026

Studying Theology: Earning My Graduate Diploma

A rolled parchment diploma tied with a red ribbon sits beside a black graduation cap with a gold tassel, resting on a stack of three hardcover books against a deep blue background. The title “Studying Theology: Earning My Graduate Diploma” appears clearly at the top in white text.

My blog started in 2010 as a place to reflect on my growth as a new Christian. That stayed the focus for several years, until James was born and Will started home education. I joined the blogger community and became a family, home education, single parent, and disability blogger. I found my stride and unique voice. When the Chritian posts no longer fit the identity of the blog, I returned the posts to drafts. I was not ashamed of them. My writing, voice, and life had changed.

Friday, 24 April 2026

Parenting James: The Long Awaited ASD and ADHD Diagnosis

 

A silhouetted teenager sits on the floor near a softly lit window, knees drawn up and head bowed. Warm light filters through sheer curtains, casting gentle shadows across the room. The text above reads “Parenting James: The Long Awaited ASD and ADHD Diagnosis.” The image conveys reflection, understanding and calm after a long emotional journey.

James has always been bright, funny, creative, expressive, mischievous, troublesome and mouthy, but “different”. He never needed fixing. He just needed micromanaging. He was never purposefully naughty, despite often finding himself in trouble. For the school, it was always labelled as behavioural.

As an ex-teacher, qualified in child development and psychology, and someone who knows our son’s true character, I knew there was an underlying cause outside of behavioural issues. Nevertheless, a question mark always hovered above him.

That was until this month. 

Wednesday, 22 April 2026

Is Sunday or Monday the Start of the Week? How a Missed Meeting Exposed a Bigger Cultural Shift

Thumbnail image showing two calendar pages side by side labeled “Sunday” and “Monday,” each pinned with red and blue pushpins. A hand points to Monday. The headline above reads “Is Sunday or Monday the Start of the Week? How a Missed Meeting Exposed a Bigger Cultural Shift.” Small desk calendars, papers, and a coffee cup sit below on a cream background.


A simple question about the first day of the week caused me to miss a meeting on Monday. My colleague from a charity I work with asked on Sunday afternoon what day I was free next week. I replied Monday, meaning the 27th. She meant the 20th. For me, Sunday was the first day of the week. Therefore, next week is the week after. Hannah then told me that Monday is the first day of the week, so next week on a Sunday afternoon meant tomorrow onwards. If I had known, I could have said no. It was our anniversary. That moment, however, sent Hannah and I into a deeper reflection on calendars, culture, the quiet loss of rest in modern life, and Hannah feeling she had been lied to her entire life.