On the day we moved, a kind friend gave me a present to be unwrapped only when I’d arrived in our new home. As I opened it on that first evening, surrounded by boxes and dirt and dreams; I felt a little teary. For it was a sign saying “She believed she could, so she … More Little Miss Independent
I was behind the wheel of our car, when Phil rang. We were enroute to the MOT garage in our nearest town, driving in convoy. Except he was ringing to say we weren’t. Turns out that after two months of chilling on the driveway, the campervan battery was dead. So instead, he was five miles … More My First Taste of Freedom
I’m 36. An adult. A grown up. Yet I won’t stray far from my village if I’m on my own! Rewind to life before my illness, and it was very different. I’d catch buses and trains and planes alone. I’d explore cities and towns and villages alone. I’d visit people and places and parties alone. … More Learning To Trust Other People
We Can Adjust The Sails 