Sometimes, I imagine what life would be like in their shoes. I would want to come back home, no matter how long it took. No girl should be punished because she wants to go to school. Every girl deserves to get an education. It's a basic human right. If a boy can go to school, then a girl should be able to as well.
Vitamin B17, frankincense, apricot seeds, blue scorpion tail extract, moringa, turmeric, essiac tea. These are among the hundreds of alleged cancer killing cures that will be unfamiliar to most people, but not for those of us who are cancer patients.
Hannah's fictitious death isn't just a catalyst in a storyline, it's a significant reminder that there are substantial repercussions for our actions. You never know how your actions could affect someone, you can never determine someone's breaking point until it's too late.
So, you're interested in living more ethically. In a world full of media distrust, political scandals and alternative facts, it's no surprise really. I'm feeling the same - I want to know where my food comes from, who made my clothes, and treat people - and the planet - in a respectful way.
Life has a way of tripping us up, changing the path and the focus of our lives when we (usually) least want it to. It breaks the heating when we're running a fever. The internet goes down when we're on a deadline. The trains stop running when we make a special effort to get to work early.
Let me tell you. It isn't good. Nothing good happens before 7am (similar to my rule of parties in my twenties - nothing good happens after 2am. Go home at 2am. If I'm up at 2am now it is for very different reasons. Rarely featuring tequila.)
Plaid Cymru MPs stand ready to discuss a proper peace plan in Westminster and would welcome any attempt by the UK Government to facilitate a diplomatic solution that involved all the major powers. The United Kingdom and the international community must step up. The responsibility lies on the UK Government to forge a diplomatic solution to this problem that ensures that a plan for peace prevails.
We need language to be able to label feelings; to make sense of them. Without words, we'd be like an emotional washing machine on ultra-high with no 'off' switch. If you try to repress them, they will eventually erupt like Vesuvius when you least expect. Suddenly out of nowhere, one Christmas morning, you'll try to beat your mother-in-law over the head with a plunger and you'll never know why.
In the complex and often dramatic situations of today's world, may the Risen Lord guide the steps of all those who work for justice and peace. May he grant the leaders of nations the courage they need to prevent the spread of conflicts and to put a halt to the arms trade.
By incorporating debates regarding pornography, victim shaming, and obsession, alongside a cast of sexually-frustrated male perverts, Broadchurch conjures a claustrophobic realm of masculine entitlement, in which rape is not merely an individual condition but a crisis of masculinity.
Today across Egypt, but most poignantly at St George's church Tanta and St Mark's church Alexandria, God's people have already gathered to worship the One who was dead and is now alive. Seven days after the horrendous bomb attacks on these Christian communities the resurrection will be proclaimed and experienced. Because the church is established by this day. It happened: the testimony of the witnesses whose words we have just heard is clear, and the history decisive. Christian faith is not a cause where the fallen standard is picked up and carried by others, who sense that the flesh is gone but the spirit goes on.
In June this year, I'll celebrate 10 years in business as a photographer, a decade of self-employment and running a successful business, a business I set up not to make a profit but just to prove that I wasn't a write-off.
When people looked at me, I no longer felt self-conscious. I felt empowered and true to myself. I believe I was able to implement the new knowledge I gained combined with what I was taught as a child, to help attain a sound understanding and an unbreakable connection with my faith.
The only way we can start to break down the walls that death puts up, is to talk about it. The only way we can begin to 'trial and error' our way through the language surrounding death, is to begin to try, experience a few errors, and slowly work out the best way for these conversations to happen. Death and grief aren't a big black hole that needs to be avoided at all costs. Talking to someone about it won't make you fall in the hole and keep falling until you can't get up.
It was a normal Wednesday for me: a 6.30am start to make sure I was in a cab doing the first call of the day by 7am followed by back-to-back meetings until well into the evening. And I am by no means one of these amazingly inspirational, successful and accomplished women.
The women who stand up and make it known are the bravest of us all. Braver than me. If I stood up I am almost certain others would follow yet I am paralysed by fear. I have seen the condemnation, the scrutiny, the abuse these brave women are met with and I am too frightened to face it myself. His word against mine, and I know how many voices will shout from his side about how abused he is by my speaking out. And I am afraid. Those women who face that, who lead the way, they are the bravest of us all.
There's been a discussion in the media recently about men who develop depression after the birth of their child. The crux of the debate is whether or not this can be called "postnatal depression".
I've been involved in several books that deal with sadness, one is even called 'The Sad Book'. It dealt with my feelings about my son's death. There is no happy ending. He doesn't come back to life. My first reason for writing it was because I wanted to sort out how I felt. The second was that children were asking me how I felt and I owed it to them to answer them straight. A third reason has emerged as people have started to read the book to each other: it gives people a chance to say what kind of feelings they have, how they've responded to loss or how they are handling feelings of sadness.
At Easter Christians will be remembering how Jesus Christ showed the ultimate service and hope of eternal life through his death and resurrection. Let us resolve to show some of that service by giving some of our most vulnerable a new life, and a hope for the future.
As we approach Easter, it's easy to look around and find a rather bleak, even devastating, picture of the world. There's famine in East Africa, with 16 million people on the brink of starvation and 22 million in need of humanitarian assistance to survive. The British public have been incredibly generous in their response but without even more funding, people are at risk of dying from hunger.
No need for pre-amble, you know why you're here. You've watched the first trailer for The Last Jedi about three dozen times, your eyes have glazed over and you're still trying to pull yourself together and decide what to make of it all. I'm here to help...
The doctors told me that the baby was already going to a good home but said I should talk to the birth mom and tell her of our interest in adopting the newborn. I did just that - I told her about my family, how we wanted more children and how much we would love and care for the baby girl. I then left, hopeful, and returned to work.