I can’t remember a time when I wasn’t creating something; music, cards, sewing, crochet, knitting, writing, colouring and drawing, it doesn’t really matter what it is, it’s the process I love. When I make something, I feel inspired, absorbed, hopeful and accomplished. I often think that as long as I have a creative outlet, I am okay.Read More
Little Niece D was five yesterday. Five years since I saw my baby niece and Goddaughter come into the world. Five years since I first held her in my arms before her Mummy had the strength to. Five years since I bought her first dolly. I instantly fell in love with that baby girl, her dark eyes looking about her and her little lips searching for milk. That love has grown with each day and year I’ve been blessed to have such a special little person in my life. Read More
The air has turned chilly. Golden leaves are starting to flutter down. Autumn is here. I wrote in Spring about how I like to reflect the seasons in my life. It helps me embrace change whilst feeling grounded in my environment. Spring is a time of hope and fresh starts, but autumn is a time of settling down and letting go. Read More
I’m sitting on the bed. I’m holding a ball of yellow wool. It’s soft, bright. A crochet hook is gently cradled in my right hand. “Yarn over hook and pull through a loop,” says my roommate sitting next to me, wool and hook in hand too. I watch as the string of yarn turns into neat little chain stitches. I forget where I am. I forget I’m in hospital.Read More