It’s kind of strange really, the way memories become scattered within your home, within certain clothing, scents and letters. The fragments of memories of Papa are scattered amongst every aspect of our lives. My Papa…
We are in a time of great injustice and we can no longer use the excuse that ‘we don’t know enough about race to say anything’. I’ve collated a list of adult books and children…
It seems frightening to me to know that we are entering a new decade. In all honesty, it’s made me feel really anxious, as if I’m leaving Papa behind. I even feel weird talking about…
This summer has been full of many celebrations – my Aunt officially qualified as a Doctor of Psychology so we decided to throw her a little party too! I’ve shared pictures below: Decor: PicturePerfEvents (on…
A collective sigh of relief is needed before starting this post. It feels so unbelievably satisfying to know that I’ve finally graduated! Third-year was a gruelling year full of endless library visits, stressful meetings with my…