Latest Guest Blog by K.L.Manning

Dentists need to know that my mouth tells a story. The story of my life. The story of me. Dentists need to know that my mouth can’t tell this story with words, as they are trapped in my heart and stuck in my throat. Words choke me. My mouth wants to tell you but it can’t. 

Guest blog for The Flying Child by JoMo

This week I had the privilege of speaking at the launch of  Dr Ruth Beecher 's new book: Community Health Practitioners and Child Sexual...

So now I am standing, high up on the hill and as I survey the beautiful town and the sparkling lights before me, I see that my future didn’t go anywhere, I just had to go on a long detour because the first path was blocked. I stopped and picked up a few hitchhikers along the way and they walk beside me as I continue this journey. They are called empathy, belief, strength and determination.