Author: bentley.vicki

Today a friend called me and asked how I was ‘managing’ as a mom of two now. I laughed. If you replace ‘managing’ with ‘surviving’, you might get a more accurate picture of where we are three months into life with a toddler and a baby. It’s hard to describe what a day in the… Continue reading

I had to laugh when 1 Thessalonians 5:16 popped up in my daily devotional this morning. Clearly when Paul writes  ‘Rejoice always’, he was not in the middle of trying to potty train a 2 year old! 😉  I thought I was ready, in fact I was even in a strange way looking forward to it.… Continue reading

Like most of the world, I watched in horror this week as another city was targeted by terrorism. It’s becoming sickeningly familiar to watch these events unfold but this one, based in my home country, seemed far more personal. I felt burdened for the people of London and the U.K as a whole and it… Continue reading

Two weeks after my daughter’s second birthday and the lingering signs of celebration are still evident. Half deflated balloons are still scattered around the playroom, birthday cards are still on display. We’re still slowly but surely chipping away at some of the leftover (non perishable!) food from her birthday party. It was a great day, full of good company, food,… Continue reading

This week, my body reminded me that I am very much not always as young as I feel! After a weekend on Winter Retreat with more than a hundred senior high students, surviving high energy activities, lack of sleep and lots and lots of snow, I am very much still in recovery mode almost a… Continue reading

When my daughter first contracted chicken pox, one of the biggest anxieties I had was the impending week of quarantine that I knew was on the cards. Given the extremely infectious nature of the disease we generally had to avoid all public places, and with the January weather being what it is, I was gearing… Continue reading

There is a reason January is often considered the most depressing month of the year. We clink our glasses, wish each other a Happy New Year and look with anticipation at the brand new year stretching before us, untarnished and full of limitless possibilities. Then reality hits. We quickly come down from the high of… Continue reading

This year, in place of the usual resolutions and half promises to make myself a healthier, nicer, all round better ‘me’, I’ve decided to do something radical. I’ve decided to commit the remaining 344 days of 2017 to purposefully pursuing Joy. This may sound strange to some of you. “Isn’t that a selfish pledge?”,  you might… Continue reading