55 years young and still making mistakes!!

Nov 22 2011

All those who wish you well on a birthday are the ones important in your life. Those who are missing are missing for a reason. I have had a wonderful day but it was marred by my past and revelations that when my abuser broke my leg it was broken the day before my 14th birthday. Read more…

My Pre Easter Weekend Blog

Apr 21 2011

I’m feeling incredibly sad at the moment as I have said goodbye to my son today as he is being deployed to Afghanistan, his third deployment and 2nd service in Afghanistan. I remember all too well when he returned last time and how this affected all the family psychologically. I was so afraid I wouldn’t see him again but he’s amazing and showed no emotion to concern us with about his departure. He joked and smiled, and then he drove out of sight..

I had to keep my composure because my small granddaughters living with us needed me to be strong.

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New Beginnings

Mar 30 2011

I have just received a phone call from my surgeon today cancelling an operation that he was due to perform tomorrow morning.  There are apparently no theatre staff available but when I explained my diagnosis of pneumonia he explained they would have cancelled anyway.

I am relieved yet disappointed but know of the rest of this week’s events to come are going to stretch me on a personal level as well as a business one. My new web site – this site you are now on – is to make sure I’m widely known as an inspirational speaker. My chosen career – the work I was born to do – is speaking to groups about emotive issues I have first-hand experience of.

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Real life: raising my second generation family

Mar 30 2011

Two little gifts from heaven have been living with us (my husband Mike of 34 years and my mother-in-law) for three years now and it’s been the most trying of  times if truth be told.  Both girls are my Paternal Granddaughters and were born to  prolific drug users – their father is my son.

Skye was born 2006 and this little one was born an addict yet made  remarkable progress in her fight to survive.  Her parents cleaned up  their act and she started her life like any other child. Or so we thought. Maybe I wanted them clean more than they did, but my  granddaughter was suffering badly and I witnessed daily demise.  Aged  just 11 months, we were faced with a choice, we either take her on or she would be placed into care…

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