I will always grieve for my lost love, the husband who was taken away from me too soon, but maybe the events of this year have given me a new perspective on my own life.
After a summer from hell, too much of it spent in hospital, I have emerged on a medication which seems to have lifted a weight from my spirit and freed it to reveal the person I once was, the Brit who can stand up for herself. Perhaps not quite the youthful Brit who had the confidence, with the support of her team of colleagues, to stand and speak in front of an audience, but the self who knows she can write tolerably well and is not afraid to have her words publicized.
Welcome to my (second try at a ) blog, an assortment of writings about people, places and things.
