It’s funny, but I never considered myself someone who would be very much affected by grief. I always felt, because I have been through so much trauma and because I have faced death before, I was the kind of person who could handle losing people – I would be strong enough to deal with the process of grief. I would …
12 Books, 12 Months – A Better Me
I’ve been living a life very different from the life I always wanted and I have not been happy. It’s hardly surprising that I’ve struggled with stress and frustrations every single day. I miss writing and need to write to work through my thoughts and emotions and have, during these last years, felt increasingly lost. I knew I needed to …
Writing – A Lifelong Journey
I’ve been a storyteller, albeit not by that name, since I was about 6 years old. I had started school and hated it, so making me walk the long deserted road to the bus stop was probably quite a challenge for my mother. We lived close to the sea on a wonderful, small island, in a small house surrounded by …