Friday, 15 October 2010

A fresh start has to start somewhere

So, lesson one of my new course to develop any talents I may have as a writer, and here I am with my own, brand new blog.

Welcome to everyone who comes by this page, I hope you enjoy your visit.

I will also be working on producing my own website (watch this space for future notifications).

To everyone who knew me in my previous life, hello again and nice to talk to you.  I did uproot myself rather suddenly after all the goodbyes.  It still feels very strange to be here, in someone else's house, in a small village, miles from my family and all the friends I left behind.  I'm missing you all and I hope you will be able to follow my progress on here as I am trying to keep up with my emails but it is difficult to keep up with everyone.

To those of you who haven't met me before here's some background.  I am currently 57 years old, have been married and now divorced, have two wonderful children and two gorgeous grandchildren who are all back in Manchester along with my parents and my sister and her family.  I had a well paid job, lived in a cosy little flat in a nice suburbs of Stockport and was the first president of The Heatons Womens' Institute.  This last brought me a group of fantastic women for friends who dined out together regularly - I'm certainly missing that in my new life as a student!  However, I always felt something was missing, mainly at work so when, earlier this year I was offered a place on an MA in Professional Writing at Falmouth, I decided to quit and take a chance on me.

When I was 40, shortly after leaving my ex-husband I developed epilepsy, with no warning, no previous history, no good reason why, really.  The doctor said it was my safety valve so I suppose it could have been worse.  At the time I was going through a bitter divorce, working full time, studying for a BA degree part time and having some financial worries, so I certainly ticked enough stress boxes.

OK, so I got a handle on that, then when I was 48 I was diagnosed with breast cancer.  Again no real reason, just out of the blue, it just felt like a wake up call. But being on my own I need to work and earn my own money to pay the bills, so I had to chase that for a while.  It was only when I was ill earlier this year that I knew it was too much for me and I needed to make a real change, so here I am in Cornwall, wondering if I've gone too far?

If any of the issues I have mentioned are familiar to you too, please add your posts here, I would be only too glad to hear from you.

More soon
Suze
xx

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