A message to my future children: Love is stronger than hate will ever be!


My loves, love is so much more powerful than hate. Please don’t spend your lives being afraid. I hate to think about what state the world will be in by the time you come along. I pray that my generation will try and stand united against these barbaric individuals and will not let the actions of a handful of callous and sadistic individuals stop you from pursuing your dreams. Today the whole world grieve for the loss of those who were the most innocent people in our society. These heartless individuals deliberately targeted the young and their families. They added scrapnel to add to the impact, nails, bolts, nuts and ball-bearings were placed inside the device.

I’m imagining your soft young skin, maybe a few freckles dotted around. The thought of anything hateful penetrating your skin makes me shudder.

Just like my own parents I would most likely try to wrap you up in cotton wool and keep you so very close to my chest. I would struggle with the concept that one day I would have to let you go. It would be my life long mission to protect you, to keep you from out of harm’s way, to dress any wounds and comfort you when you cried.

The scary thought is that perhaps I wouldn’t be able to protect you? What if something happened that was completely out of my control. What if I couldn’t be there every minute of the day making sure you were safe? I’m trying to imagine how the parents of those young and innocent victims are feeling. I’m trying to imagine how I’d cope knowing that it was hate that ultimately took you away from me.

I’m trying to convince myself that I wouldn’t end up hating the perpetrators, that I wouldn’t want to harm those who took away your innocence and opportunities and that hate serves no true purpose. I would love to say for certain that I would always keep you safe from harm without stifling you and being that mum that says no to absolutely everything because of the what IFS.

My loves, I want you to embrace the UK’s diverse and wonderful culture. I want you to be welcoming to every single person despite their nationality, religion or race! I want you to have a kind heart and to see the good in people. My darling the world might sometimes seem a scary place but the good outshines the bad.

I want you to know that Muslims are wonderful and kind hearted people, I want you to know that in the 2017 Manchester attack, these individuals went out of their way to help, doctors, taxi drivers, business owners and passersby risked their life.

Please don’t ever judge a person by the colour of their skin. Please don’t spend your life living in fear of the what IFS, chase your dreams, be ambitious and always try to have that young, naive and innocent heart that you had as a helpless child.

I want you to know that I spent my student years in the North of England. Sheffield was a diverse and multicultural city, I want you to know that during my degree I met some incredible individuals who have a heart of gold but share very similar names to these bad people and whose families come from the same places. I never want you to be the person that makes an excuse to move away from a certain person on a train or a plane.

I want you to believe that the world is a good and wonderful place and that life is so incredibly precious and therefore no moment must be spent on hate. Life is the most precious gift of all and unfortunately my little one it can be taken away in the blink of an eye. But, please don’t be afraid.

When the time comes I want you to go to that party, concert, holiday with the girls and shopping with your friends or that long awaited champions league game that you have been banging on about for months.

Yes I’ll find letting go extremely hard, I will understandably worry every time you leave the house and arrive home 10 minutes late. Expect frantic phone-calls and ‘text me when you get there’s’ every single time.

Never let the actions of a small number of individuals deter you from loving life to the absolute fullest.

As of current you are merely figments of my imagination… But when the time comes I will return back to this post and sit you down and will try to show you just how strong and undefeatable we all are if we love instead of hate.

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Be perseverant!

If life has taught me anything so far in my twenty one years on this earth, then it is this…

Be perseverant!

The unfortunate thing is that nothing is handed to us on a plate, we have to work for what we have, we have to actively seek experiences and jump at every single opportunity that we can take. As you may be aware, the path that I decided to embark on requires a fair amount of persistence. I’ve been bought up with the motto ‘if you persevere you shall get there eventually’ engraved into my very being.


At every different stage in my life when something challenging has come my way, perseverance has seen me through!

So when I embarked on the perilous journey of being a law undergraduate 1 and a half years ago little did I know that a few months down the line perseverance would have got me into the position I am in today.

I’m one of those people who lack a little self belief, even though my fellow counterparts are either on par with me or slightly below par I never truly believe that I could get anything as wonderful and professional as they could. So maybe I simultaneously set myself up for failure without fulling acknowledging the matter?

One of my mothers favourite sayings is ‘if you never try you’ll never know? So what’s the harm in trying’ I think she has got use to her daughter frantically face timing her and declaring that I am  useless and unemployable and will never get anywhere in my chosen profession (that woman deserves a medal for the amount of times I’ve said that to her sprawled on my bed with mascara stained cheeks).


The point is if I never spent those hours emailing firms, spicing up my CV with relevant degree based things and undertaking legal research certificates then maybe I wouldn’t be such a happy little lady like I am today *I’m deciding to ignore the fact I feel horrendous and literally collapsed into bed to wake up 4 hours later, 5 minutes before my flatmate got back from sports*

We all know experience in the world of employment is key, so little did I know when I emailed around all my local firms in late November that two would actually get back to me with the offer of placements and vital work experience!

I had fully prepared my back up plan over the last five days…

I would apply for a graduate job in my final year of undergrad studies, I would start earning straight away and the companies I planned to target said that there was ample opportunities to advance to more senior positions. I had it sussed, this was my back up plan. I told Will but he said something that struck me.

‘You should always aim high’ 

Now for those of you who don’t know me, this girl is definitely not a quitter (ok maybe I quit with driving at the ripe old age of 17) but I got back behind the wheel *albeit 4 years later*

So this most definitely struck a cord with me. It’s also an incredibly comforting fact to know that law is one of the most employable degrees so here’s hoping I do not get stuck in a coffee shop after years of reading cases and statute!


In hindsight I could actually make it.

If I push and push, work out where I’m going wrong, work on those little issues, get my head down, choose the right modules that will be suited for me- there is a real possibility that I may possibly make it!

As long as there is a chance that after all these years of slugging over text books and being baffled by EU law and having to contend with complicated policies and statues this girl might one day make it.

So maybe we should all shoot for the stars and start having a little bit more faith in our own abilities. I always get so deep and philosophical around 1am/2am (which is highly problematic because this one has a 9am lecture on Fiscal Barriers to Trade (EU law) sounds riveting I know!


Shoot for those stars

Love C xxx

Life is just a series of moments

It’s all about the memories. Y’know the ones where you are wearing silly hats and have cream moustaches and vaguely resemble Father Christmas himself, the ones where you spend the least amount of money but treasure for a life time. I found a quote from a film which continually challenges me to treasure every single little moment.


Our lives are a continuos series of moments, some are good others are not as good but they are all still moments. They start from the very minute you enter this world (you might not recall these moments but others will!) Some of the moments you recall are incredibly cheesy and probably a tad silly. One of my moments was sat in a restaurant with my Gran who was drinking a baileys covered in cream and she got it everywhere. I mean absolutely everywhere, she resembled Father Christmas. One of many moments. Hiding pegs in her garden and insisting that everyone looks for them was another. Playing with my Mum’s and Auntie’s barbie dolls in their large shed which was more like a huge play room is just yet another. I will always have these moments. I will have moments that are painful like death and disease, I will have moments of pure excitement and zest for life, I will have moments that I wish I could frame or play on repeat.

Nothing will ever take these moments away.

It’s all about treasuring these moments, it’s about not taking any moments for granted because ultimately every single moment is leading to the final moment. We have all had a lot of moments whether that’s achievement, love, loss and everything in between. It’s too easy to be bitter about these moments coming to an abrupt end but that is life. Be grateful for every single moment spent with those who mean the most, never leave on a bad note, rest safely in the knowledge that love is in abundance and that you are loved and appreciated and that those individuals also have hundreds of wonderful memories that will flash by in the lead up to that final moment.

Take hundreds of photographs, take silly faced selfies, document special days and special time spent together. Treasure every single little millisecond because one day it will all be gone and all that will be left are memories of these glorious moments and time spent together.

I have had some wonderful moments throughout my life time, there are still plenty more to come…


Why changing a filter on a photo on a social media platform is considered as disrespectful.

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I am one of those who decided to put a temporary French flag filter on my social media page, in my opinion it was not a ‘big’ thing it was more to show support for France my neighbouring country whose heritage is still clearly apparent on this island to this day. I did not chose the filter merely because this attack happened in the western world. There have been a lot of attacks on individuals due to their decision to adopt a temporary French flag. I would just like to say that I have been supporting those who are persecuted for as long as I can remember, at Christmas time I would write cards to individuals in prison who had been persecuted over their faith, I am by no means belittling any other attack in any other country.

My heart breaks when dozens upon dozens of innocent civilians in war torn counties lose their innocent lives. I have heard from the vicar of Baghdad just how terrifying it is to live in the home front, to never know when gunman will storm the building and kill all your congregation along with yourself, I have read and learnt about the persecution of those in the Middle East and Asia. There are such atrocities globally and I’m by no means in denial about the situation. Yes this attack happened close to home, yes people I know live, work and study in Paris, it’s a place we’ve walked down the streets of and have holiday snaps of. I wrote cards to the persecuted in Syria, in Africa, in the Middle East and Asia. I read their heart breaking stories, I read how they watched loved ones be gunned down by savages, this is unfortunately a daily occurrence and yes where is the support for these dozens of people who go to bed and question whether they will ever see the light of day, where is the Facebook support for these people.

I wholeheartedly feel like right now we as a society should be spreading the love globally, instead of getting het up over filters on Facebook and safety check ins we shouldn’t bother wasting time bickering whether that was the right thing to do or not. It’s a fact that the UK and other countries in the EU have been severely rocked by this. I genuinely think it took for such an event to happen so close to home for people to realise the severity of it all. The whole world is hurting, the whole world is under threat. Yes, I am showing my support to Paris but this by no means suggests that I am not showing my support to all those other and broken places in the world, to the children who through the hands of savages are now orphaned, to the soldiers risking their lives to keep us safe and cosy in our beds, to the innocent families evicted from their homes by explosions and shrapnel, for the families grieving for their loss home and abroad. I stand by all of these causes. We need to spread the love and stop getting so worked up over simple things like filters of a flag.