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.

Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Lost but not forgotten

Losing someone dear, whether due to illness, an accident or old age is one of the hardest things we have to deal with in life. Everyone has their own individual path of grief to follow. There are no set rules for bereavement, no time limits, and no one has the right to judge another regarding this very personal issue, that sadly at one time or another we all go through. I hated the trite saying “time heals”, for it sounds so clich√©d, but as the years have passed, and having lost close members of my family and friends, this overused saying does bear some truth. With the passing of time, a degree of raw sharp pain lessens; the overwhelming ache in one’s heart is bearable and talking and reminiscing without choking up becomes possible. I don’t think one ever forgets or stops missing a loved one – they were, and always will be part of your life. Today is the memorial of one of my brothers who died 16 years ago. Not a single day passes, that he doesn’t enter my thoughts; he is forever engraved upon my heart.

1 comment:

  1. Thank you, Elaine, for mentioning this. Time allows us to heal only if and when we remember the positive influences the departed had on our lives, or our shared moments together. We need to remember that our loved ones would not want us to continue suffering any more over their passing but to carry on with our lives in a better place, of course never forgetting them. It is a testament to that loving bond.