About me

I have been writing poetry and stories since I was a child, and a love of reading was instilled in me from an early age. I am passionate about writing, and hope you enjoy the books I have written. Whilst most of you sleep soundly in your beds, like many Parkinson’s patients, insomnia dictates, so during those hours that sleep eludes me, the house is tranquil and quiet, an atmosphere perfect to immerse myself in writing. My life has been a series of strange events, which have without doubt contributed to my creativity. To publish anything is to bear one’s soul to the world. It is to stand naked and let everyone see who you really are. I have poured my heart and soul out on paper and I hope to share this journey, immersing you in a story, capturing your attention and firing the imagination. Through my writing and public speaking I hope to bring greater awareness to the general public about living with chronic disease.

Sunday, January 29, 2012

Lady with the red hat

Some time ago I received an e-mail with a poem entitled “When I am an old woman I shall wear purple with a red hat that doesn't go and doesn’t suit me”, symbolising that a  lady of mature age should not be concerned what others think (The Red Hat Society). I'm sure this poem made its rounds, and you more than likely read it too. So many jokes, stories and such are passed around and around via e-mail, forwarded at a touch of a button to all those you know. This morning, I saw a lady striding along with all the vigour and enthusiasm of  youth, although I'm sure she was well into her 80’s, her head held high, poised and well-dressed apart from one very obvious article that immediately caught my eye. Adorning her head was a large bright red hat! It was almost as if she too had seen the e-mail about a woman wearing a red hat and was proudly, confidently making a statement announcing to all, reaching a certain age, having wisdom and experience under her belt, she really didn't care what other people thought about her. This is one of the perks of reaching a grand age that you can get away with wearing a huge bright red hat!  I looked at her, and thought to myself, “good for you”!

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