The Daily Pause
A comma, not a full stop — the breath inside the sentence rather than the end of it.
Today
The Daily Question
What is the best thing you were given
that cost nothing?
Not the presents. The other things.
Somebody who sat with you in a hospital corridor. A neighbour who taught you to ride a bike. A teacher who stayed behind. Someone who believed you when nobody else did, or simply let you stay the night when you had nowhere else to go.
None of it went on a credit card. Some of it the giver has probably forgotten. You have not.
So — what is the best thing you were given that cost nothing?
The Middle of the Day
Not yet
The Quiet Hour
Not yet
Who this is
I’m Andrew. A husband, a father, and a funeral director in Belfast.
I also have days I find hard — my mood, my head, and some days just life. Most of them look perfectly ordinary from the outside.
I started this because what helped me on those days was almost never advice. It was one honest sentence at the right moment, or being asked something worth thinking about by someone who actually wanted to hear the answer.
That is all this is trying to be. It is for everyone — whatever you believe, and whatever kind of week you are having.
One thing worth saying plainly. I set what this page is — the voice, the rules, the things it will never do. The three pieces are written to that every morning by a machine, and every quotation is checked before it goes anywhere. Nothing goes out that I would not put my name to.
No judgement. Just love.