Huh?

Rusty old metal springs that don't belong in the middle of the countryside.

Which am I the springs or the countryside?

What am I doing? Why am I doing it?

Work's hard. It's making life hard.



I know I'm being a drama queen. I just feel frustated and a little bit sad.

It's just a season. It'll pass....

Mrs

So, a lot has happened in the last year or so. I found myself a handsom young man and ended up getting married.

I've nearly been married six months now and it's lovely. We have a lot of fun, and its great living in the same house and not having to leave each other at the end of the day.

We both have youth work jobs in Bradford and live and work on a council estate, which has its ups and downs. We have our own home, which feels like a haven against rough days at work. So life is pretty good, and I'm not sure what I'd do now without Angelo for support.

Our next plan is to open a coffee shop together, where we'll serve lovely affordable coffee and home made cakes and snacks made from local or fair trade produce. We want to open our coffee shop up for training with young people on the fringe of our community and help them gain experience in the hospitality business.

Babies also fit somewhere into the picture, but where we don't quite know. I guess we just need to pray and trust that God will bring the right opportunities at the right time, and give us the skills we need to help things happen.

Blah blah blah...that's enough of that...