Today, I woke up at 6.30 and began getting ready for the day. I cleaned my teeth, took a shower, put on a dress, drank…
There is something ever-so-cruel about random memories. OK, not always. In fact, most of the time random memories are happy moments. But sometimes, like today,…
A friend of mine sent me a link to a fellow widow’s blog this weekend and I had a wee peek around to see what…
I wrote this poem a few weeks ago when life was going great and my future was filled with hope: job prospects; PhD funding opportunities;…
You may have noticed that I’ve been rather quiet these past few weeks. Maybe you’ve found that refreshing or maybe you’ve been wondering where I’ve…
A couple of weeks ago, I sat looking at my eggs. They were held in separate baskets and they looked so pretty; so promising. And,…
Today was my last day of classes. And that means no more teachers. No more admissions-determined schedules. No more sitting through lectures and seminars. No…
It’s been three years since Paul died so suddenly; so unexpectedly. Some days I can’t believe that he’s gone. Some days I struggle with comprehending…
There is a new campaign against stalking starting in the UK today and I thought it was a perfect opportunity to talk about stalking on…
With less than six weeks of classes left – and less than 20 weeks until my dissertation is due – it’s time to start thinking about the future again.…
As I walked into town this afternoon, I noticed a dandelion growing in a wall along the pavement. It was sticking out brightly against the…
It’s been a week since I last shared my mundane life with you here on Just Frances. And it’s been nearly that long since I…
I’ve gone back and forth over if I would share a specific sliver of my life with you or not. And I almost chose not.…
The last couple of months have been a real struggle for me emotionally. I don’t know why; I don’t know what triggered it. (Well, I…
OK, so you know how I said I was going to treat myself to a wee trip for my birthday this year? The idea really came…
As 2011 winds to an end, I find myself reflecting on the year’s joys (and sorrows). It’s funny the way we do that – the way we…
Well, today marks the end of my first semester as a postgraduate student. It’s been a crazy and hectic journey to get to this point,…
Today has been quite a day; a day full of reminders that I meant to be a scholar. Meant to be a scholar. But I…
Last week I finally got around to seeing my new doctor and this week I’m regretting it just that little bit. You see, on the…
My life is made up of seconds. And I’m spending the next 600 hundred on a free-writing exercise. And you get to read all about…