I thought Mash Mums would be encouraged by hearing this testimony..

Rachael Newham

When I was little, I always wanted to be twenty-three. My six-year old brain thought that by 23 I would married, have been in the same job for a couple of years and will have popped out a few children. In my mind, being 23 meant being settled.

And then I grew up.

And I began to think that each year that rolled around would mean more pain, more challenge, more destruction.

I have written many times before about how my schooldays were far from the best years of my life; but by the grace of God, my twenties have been pretty good thus far!

All through my life, I’ve craved settled-ness. I wanted to forgo excitement for stability and innovation for routine. Risk has always been a dirty word in my vocabulary. My six year old dreams wanted just that – settledness.

In the years since, I’ve had to…

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