We need the love of others in this world to help us bridge the chasm, writes Penelope Middelboe An elderly aunt, Joan, whom I knew very well, died recently from old age. She was 91. Her sudden death after a decent lunch, whilst being helped into bed for a rest by her carers, took us…
I’ve been a granny for 21 months. My grandson calls me MorMor which is a tradition we’ve taken from the Danish side of my family. It means Mother’s Mother. While looking after him I find myself thinking about Jesus at the same age, and naturally about his mother. And also about Joseph who, in today’s…