It’s taken me months to write what I wanted to say and I’m a bit nervous. Really scared to tell you the truth. Ironically I’m a writer, with five books published.
Read moreDear families
When I was a child, our large London family led by my great grandparents, East End born and bred, was stereotypically known for it’s warm heart and tough exterior.
Read moreDear Forgiveness
Yes, it has taken me a long time to find you, however I’m starting to reach you. I know I forgive the five-year-old fat kid with a damaged soul due to a broken body diagnosed by the age 5. You see I grew up in the “normal” world; I went to a “regular” school, many times the only one with ugly orthotic braces on my legs.
Read moreDear Sarah
This is a difficult letter to write to you, because you’re me, and we don’t often talk in this way. We don’t often sit together in silence and contemplate the thoughts and feelings that come up around the fact you couldn’t have the children you so desperately wanted. So here goes…
Read moreTo the struggles
It’s a rare thing, to have a conversation with yourself. To ignore life’s distractions - the ping of emails, a fear of missing out on social media. I’m told it’s the best conversation you can have but it is one I don’t have. If I’m alone, I’m not alone, because I have a dog.
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