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.

Thursday, December 8, 2011

Smiling at someone

I find that nine times out of ten, if you smile at someone, they'll smile back at you. If you come half way towards a person, they'll come the rest of the way to you. Staying open minded and willing to embrace life, makes each day much more interesting. I always say hello to everyone, whether it be a neighbour, the street cleaner, the doorman of a building, it doesn't matter who the person is, the mere fact of acknowledging someone, can make a difference. The other day at the end of our street, I saw a lady I know walking towards me, so I started to smile and wave. As I got closer, I could see she was not waving back, and her expression was rather puzzled. When we got up close, I realised I was wrong, and didn't know her at all. Apologising, saying I had mistaken her for someone else, she continued to stare at me, telling me I looked familiar. She then asked what my mother's name was. When I told her, she began to smile, for she knew my mother and could recognise the strong family resemblance. So although I'd been mistaken, if I had not smiled and waved at this lady, we would probably have walked straight past each other and missed an opportunity of meeting someone new and having a nice chat.

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