Thoughts 11.10.19
Thoughts from the last few days: Thunder crackles over Kampala Ella must have felt so totally alone. She cried for me and...
Read out allWhen I think I want to speak. When I speak I need to run. When I run I have space to think.
When I think I want to speak. When I speak I need to run. When I run I have space to think.
These songs have travelled with me through many seasons of faith, family, and quiet worship. Some are centuries old, some more recent, and one is my own. This album is...
Thoughts from the last few days: Thunder crackles over Kampala Ella must have felt so totally alone. She cried for me and...
Read out allI loved Bruin. He stood in the hallway in Grandma and Grandpa’s bungalow, ready to hold umbrellas or walking sticks. I loved...
Read out allHi. What I’m doing today is…. Amassing all the body of material that I’ve written and built up and gathered and squirreled...
Read out allI ran this evening. It hurt. I hurt. I thought I’d have a fairly pleasant run, and stop a little after the...
Read out allProtection. Or, as my phone decided by typo, Pride Room. Lions in all their splendour.
Read out allI went into town with Ella a week and a half ago – on Saturday 11th Feb. We had a lovely lovely...
Read out allHere again. I went for a run this evening. This was a big deal. I gave birth only a few months ago,...
Read out allHere I am again on Tuesday 6th December 2011. My heart, throat and eyes so full behind the surface that I can...
Read out allThis is me: Mally Tamale-Sali. I’m 33, I’m married to David – my absolute best friend on earth. I am a Christian...
Read out allI woke up yesterday morning and in my mumble of sleep managed to speak something of worth from my dream to David....
Read out allWhen do I get to zoom out? I feel overwhelmed by one of my strengths: the ability to focus on minutiae and...
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