#AprilPrompts Day 20 – Love

There are many different forms of love: the love for a parent, a sibling, a friend, or a partner. But, in my opinion, there is no greater love than that of a parent for their child.

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Day 20 - Love

Day 20 – Love

When I was pregnant with my daughter, I suffered a devastating blow – I miscarried her twin. It was touch and go for a while as to whether I would manage to keep hold of the second baby, but as the days marched on without further incident, things looked more hopeful. And as the days turned into weeks, then months, it appeared the danger had passed.

Fifteen days before my due date, my waters broke, but I never went into labour. After just four contractions in eight hours, I was told I needed a caesarean section and was prepped for surgery.

When my daughter was laid in my arms for the first time, I fought my way through the haze of the anaesthetic. I just had to look at her, and as I stared into her beautiful eyes, a swell of love like I’d never known before surged through me.

As each day passed, my love for her grew stronger – and still does twenty-six years later.

Every day I feel blessed to have created such a wonderful person. I adore my daughter and would gladly give up my life for her, if I had to. And that’s how it should be!

My gorgeous daughter at 3 months old

My gorgeous daughter at 3 months old

 

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#AprilPrompts Day 12 – Infinity

This was a hard prompt to work with – until my lovely Muse gave me some food for thought . . .

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Day 12 - Infinity

Day 12 – Infinity

When we’re young, we think we have an eternity to do all the things we dream about; we don’t consider how short our fragile lives really are.

As a teenager, I wanted to travel the world, have a successful career, a comfortable life and eventually find someone I would love for all time. And I thought I had endless time in which to achieve my goals.

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Even in my twenties, I still believed I had infinity ahead of me.

But one day I woke up and I was forty. Abruptly I came to realise my life span was capped. I didn’t have the alleged limitless time of my youth and what was worse, I hadn’t managed to fulfil all the dreams I once held.

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Losing my parents was a wake-up call. It taught me, not only that my life wasn’t infinite, rather it was too short to be unhappy and not doing things I love. So I started making changes.

I walked away from a miserable marriage where I was mistreated and started living for me.

Plunging headlong into a new world, with hope in my heart, I devote myself to writing and my daughter. I don’t have infinity, but I’m happy!

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#BlogFlash2013 Day 21 – Success

Another #Blogflash comes to an end. This is the final prompt. I hope you’ve enjoyed reading my posts on the various subjects we were given. I’d like to say a big thank you to Terri Guiliano Long for hosting the event – I’ve really enjoyed the challenge and have made some great new friends!

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Success. How do you quantify it? Society defines success differently to ‘ordinary’ people; if you haven’t got millions in the bank, a high-profile career, your face on the cover of magazines, or a title, you haven’t ‘made it’. That, to me, is superficial crap. Here are my thoughts on the subject:

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Everyone has their own yardstick for measuring success. For some it’s having enough money to do as they please. For others it’s gaining a promotion, winning a competition, passing an exam, or having a long and happy marriage.

I measure my success differently, and on two fronts:

The most important to me is having raised a daughter who is beautiful, talented, and clever, but above all kind, generous, honest, loving and giving.

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My secondary success, but still important, is my writing. When I look at reviews written by readers about my book, and I see how much they enjoyed it, I feel successful.

” 5.0 out of 5 stars Could not put it down, 10 Oct 2012

By Pat JonesSee all my reviews

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This review is from: HEART SEARCH – book one: Lost (Kindle Edition)

I started to read this in a waiting room at the hospital – nurse had to call my name three times before it registered – I was so deeply engrossed in the book. I found I was hooked, wanting to kick Remy and say “dont waste your time looking up the M6″. To me a sign of a good book is one where you are in there with them and in this case I was right in there.
Totally enjoyable and addictive – cannot wait for book 2 – hope its soon!”

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