What is it you remember?

It’s amazing how selective our memories can be. Just the other night, my wife and I realised that the conversation we thought we’d had a few weeks ago was remembered completely differently by each of us. Actually, we all know that our memories…

Love, grief and identity

This is part three of Scott Millar’s reflections on grief. Read part 1 and part 2 on the ACR website. You learn a lot about what a person meant to you when they’re taken away. Separation magnifies all the intricate and beautiful nuances of what you…

A word in grief

This is part two of Scott Millar’s reflections on grief. Read part one here. Two days after Susie’s death, the kids and I walk up the hill to church. The July cold bites us in more ways than one, and yet to be outside brings some sense of relief. Our…

Grief and love

I like to believe she died in my arms. Suse was fond of my arms. “They make me feel safe”, she’d tell me regularly. So I like to think that her last earthly memory was of me holding her, caring for her, even as she was being carried into her Saviour’s…