Stars in square shaped boxes: Not all our children fit.

Navigating another new school year and a huge educational next step. #SENPARENTING #ASD #EHCP Today is bittersweet. My child who has long struggled in the classroom, amongst his peers, and with the demands of traditional schooling has moved into a specialist unit. It’s an SEMH (Social, emotional and mental health) unit which means it specialisesContinue reading “Stars in square shaped boxes: Not all our children fit.”

Welford nursing home 1997

A little thing happened, I won a recent writing competition and got to attend a Life Writing Course with Faber: Professional Writing academy/ New Writing North. Thought I’d share my little piece here. It’s about me starting my nursing career as a 17 year old in a nursing home. Welford Nursing Home 1997 1997: PrincessContinue reading “Welford nursing home 1997”

My child is not broken, despite him falling though the cracks.

He walks on a frozen lake. With each step, cracks appear under his feet, the ice splintering. Lines not quite big enough for him to disappear below the water, but enough to make the walk precarious, dangerous, uncertain. If the ground beneath his feet is unstable, how can he stride, thrive, how can he run?Continue reading “My child is not broken, despite him falling though the cracks.”