How life comes and could have gone just like that?

Oh such a shock I had last night. I went up to see my Husband he had gone up to bed early as he had a migraine and had it all week. That is normal for him. He was sitting on the floor talking rubbish to be honest. I got him to bed and thought he had taken pain killers for his eyes. He used to get such dreadful eye pain and was on morphine for two years but thank God, he only gets mild eye pains now. Like it’s not bad enough having any sight, but he is given excruciating pains too? He used to pass out with the pain it was so cruel. I did not know what to do about it. I guessed just wait till the morning and see if he would be ok and the pills would have worn off and he would be ok. I was surprised that he had taken the pills as he had not had eye pain for some time now. Well through the night he began talking nonsense again and said he could not feel the side of his face or his arm, well that was hearing between the mumbo jumbo about digging a trench for the army and more rubbish. I called NHS direct and after telling them he was not making much sense, they asked to speak to him. I passed the phone and listened in, prompting him for correct answers. Well after speaking to two people, he came off the phone fifteen minutes later. I asked what they said, as I heard no diagnoses. He said they did not know. I told him I was going to call a taxi and take him to the hospital but he told me in slightly clearer words that he thinks he had suffered from

Hemiplegic migraine. I thought, that is a very bad head ache, which would not make your face numb or speech poor? Then I read up on migraines and he told me he had this many years ago and they thought then he had a stroke, thank God for the internet and my findings on migraines. I wanted to share this with you.

Hemiplegic migraine.

 

 is referred to as a “migraine variant”. The word hemiplegic simply means paralysis on one side of the body. A person with hemiplegic migraine will experience a temporary weakness on one side of their body as part of their migraine attack. This can involve the face, arm or leg and be accompanied by numbness, or pins and needles. If the right side is affected the person may experience speech difficulties, vision problems or confusion. This can be a frightening experience for the individual as these symptoms are similar to those of a stroke. This weakness may last from one hour to several days, but usually it goes within 24 hours. The head pain associated with migraine typically follows the weakness, but the headache may precede it or be absent.

What causes the symptoms of hemiplegic migraine?

To understand this, it is important to look at the mechanism of hemiplegic migraine. The brain and nervous system depend on a combination of electrical and chemical signals to function. When a nerve impulse (electrical) of sufficient strength passes down from one nerve cell towards another, it opens a so-called ‘channel’ which acts like a ‘gate’. This process releases neurotransmitters (or chemical messengers) which contact the neighbouring cells and tell them how to respond. If a channel in the brain is not working properly, neurotransmitters, such as serotonin, may be released in an abnormal way. In the case of hemiplegic migraine, the way the channel dysfunctions is known to have a role in the condition.

Types of hemiplegic migraine

There are two types of hemiplegic migraine – familial hemiplegic migraine (FHM) and sporadic hemiplegic migraine (SHM).

Familial Hemiplegic Migraine

Familial hemiplegic migraine (FHM) is defined as migraine attacks occurring in two or more people in the same family who experience weakness on one side of the body as a symptom with their migraines. On average 50% of children who have a parent with hemiplegic migraine will develop this disorder.

At least three different genes have been implicated in FHM. In half of the families where FHM occurs, a gene with a defect on chromosome 19 has been identified. This causes the related calcium channel to work incorrectly from time to time, and when it does a series of biochemical changes result in a migraine attack. For other families chromosome 1 is implicated which alters the behaviour of a channel involved in cell energy and in still others a sodium channel gene on chromosome 2 is altered. Even these do not account for all cases so more genetic causes will be found during future research.

Sporadic Hemiplegic Migraine

If someone experiences all the physical symptoms of FHM but doesn’t have a known familial connection they are diagnosed as having sporadic hemiplegic migraine (SHM). The cause of SHM is unknown; some are due to new or so called ‘sporadic’ gene mutations.

Research has shown that people with SHM usually experience all four of the typical aura symptoms – visual, sensory, aphasic and motor symptoms – during their attacks. It was reported in the people who were studied that the motor weaknesses were always one sided and more often experienced in the upper limbs. For two thirds of people the symptoms lasted around an hour; whilst only 8% experienced this weakness for more than a day. None experienced the one sided weakness in their body without experiencing other symptoms as well, and the most common of these accompanying symptoms was visual disturbance. All experienced the headache of the migraine.

• World Headache Alliance Website: www.w-h-a.org

He is sleeping now. God bless him, earlier in the week, my cousins daughter gave birth to a little girl called Brook Ellis. Last night I was scared stiff that I could have my love of my life taken from me just like that and it got me thinking. “There are people right now around the world, who said goodbye to their spouce this morning and are going to bed alone, with the knowledge that the other side of the bed would remain cold. God bless all those people and God bless little baby Brook! Thank God for my darling, my Teen, my dogs and even my canary… God bless  my Yam and DD and my closest and dearest friends, from  the U.k, America Russia Miranda and my only living relative Aunt G and my brother in law Night lovely people I shall await now for my Teen coming home from his party, knowing the sky is dark and it’s a wild world out there. xx

Inspirational diary: Our journey to church

Inspirational diary: Our journey to church: I love Ya About 8 weeks ago, my Husband and I decided to start going to our local church. Love of my life was / is well into the chur...

Our journey to church

I love Ya

About 8 weeks ago, my Husband and I decided to start going to our local church. Love of my life was / is well into the church scene as for me? Well I believe alright, but it is a religion of love and life with lots of spiritual feelings rubbed in as well as aliens from another planet and the bible. Nothing is straight forward with me.

 

I wanted to meet more people get out of the house where for many years I have been suffocated by four walls. I was apprehensive to say the least about going. I went to a church in America and I really loved it. It had everything in a church that I believe should be in a church. Great songs, wonderful words from the amazing Pasta Chuck that made you think throughout the day and at the end of it, happy smiley people all eating the best sandwiches and homemade soup.

I had learned the rout with my mobility instructor who is great and my little black beauty of a guide dog.

Off we went my Hubby and I into the open spaces, over hanging trees that always find my face as I pass by. Up and down the steps wondering how I did not fall over them and hoping I had turned the right corner and prayed I was able to find the gap in, the pathway that gave access to the road to cross for our church. No pressure, ye, right? My Hubby was following with his stunning companion, a black Shepard with white tips on her paws and a hint of white on her chest. He did not know where the church was as he had never done the routs before. I did all the local ones and left the busy town for my love….

I felt sick at this point as did not know what to expect.

 

We did well, we found the door and very kind ladies guided us to seats. From then on, everyone was so friendly, though we could not join in with the songs as they were all written on a board and though we were in church, a miracle did not occur that day and give us sight?

 

Over a cup of tea at the end of church, a lady took our email down and said she would make sure the words would be sent to us, so my Hubby could put them on his electronic Braille machine. Loved one did not think they would ever arrive, but they did and my Loved one was in full flow the following week.

 Me, well I cannot see so cannot read print and I have not been taught Braille, so I am stuffed. But tonight, we were sent the words to a song vie email, so my screen reader can talk and I may be able to remember some words on Sunday? Well are you ready for the deep and meaningful song?

 

I love ya

I might have knobbly knees

A squidgy tum

Hairy toes and a wiggly bum

But Jesus says to me “I love ya!”

 

I might have spiky hair

A dimply chin

Pointy ears and a cheeky grin

But Jesus says to me “I love ya!”

 

‘Cos He made me in a special way

According to His plan

And Jesus looks inside my heart

At whom I really am

 

So I’ve got clapping hands

Arms I raise

Dancing feet for all my days

‘Cos Jesus says to me “I love ya!”

 

Ha-ha, isn’t that the best? Of course it’s a song for the kids, well I bet the adults love it more than the children, or is that just me?

It’s a great  church with young families and sometimes they have sessions where by the congregation are asked to mingle the first time that happened, Loved one and I looked to each other with the knowledge that no one would come to us as we are to be avoided like the plague, because we don’t see. But no, people spoke to us. Thank them so much, they do not know what such a simple thing to speak to us meant! If only people realised, that blindness is a sentence given to one hundred people in the U.k per week. People like you, who can see perfectly on the Monday, but by Wednesday, could be blind. It doesn’t have to be hereditary or an accident, there are so many ways you can go blind and if God forbid you did, how would you feel if people stopped talking to you, started to talk about you like you can not hear them? Did not invite you to their BBQ’s or parties?  Believed you don’t work? Well let me tell you, My Husband has so many qualifications and three degrees and a Masters in business administration and holds a very high job, where he is very passionate and loyal to. Me? That is another story. I have A’s through to C’s but my life has been rather difficult but now it is my time and I want to make myself believe in me and I thank God for each and every one of you reading this blog, knowing your there, your supporting this blog, makes me feel worth something. When I am strong and know I have achieved something, I will work to help you to follow a life changing pathway and if you are happy with the path you have taken already, great I hope to meet you one day.

 

Take care caus I care..

Weekend wishes

 

Weekend wishes

 

Sorry I am late in writing today. I have been busy doing a job I really do not like but am kind of obsessed with and that is housework. I am not the mad person I was some years ago when you could eat from my floors and skate on my table? Not may I add that friends coming to visit me did such tricks? Now I clean to be tidy, not to be judged for a competition of the cleanest carpet candidate!

So I dusted my conservatory as after the tiles the dust is pretty grim. I tell you, I am tall and you will know if you read earlier blogs that my conservatory is green and it was like doing the garden in there today? My windowsill is low and very long so lifting everything up to dust and polish the ornaments was back breaking, just like digging the garden. Talking of gardens, my apple tree? I planted it with my teen a few weeks ago…. Well, neither of us are gardeners and the soil is like concrete, in the crisp cool evenings of Christmas. Well we had no spade, so I asked my teen to go and buy one from our local B&Q? A place of late where I should have had shares as I have spent a fortune there over the past few weeks as we rebuilt the house that Jack built!

Well if you could have seen my image conscious teen dolling himself up to go to buy a long handled spade? I did wonder how he was going to carry it home but when I heard him go to get his bike from the garage, I did not dare ask where he was going to put his purchase? Off he went bless his manufactured socks, into the wind.

Well fifteen minutes later, coming down the street, I heard the wheels trundling along. He must have looked like a witch flying through the air.

He would have looked so funny but when he showed us what he had bought, well it was a long handled shovel. The difference? A spade is flat so you can dig deep.

Well as he tried to chizzle his way as though to dig for gold, I got told in a grumpy teen voice, to go in the house and stop nagging him. I did, after a while, I   returned to my little humanoid, handy garden gnome, asking him “How big is the hole? He replied,

“It’s a nightmare, two cm. It’s blooming hard work this!”

Well before midnight, we had a hole about a foot and the new apple tree went in. Will it live? Well if it does, “I won’t Adam and Eve it?

Nothing interesting happening in my life this weekend, so sorry for the boring blog. When you hear of people going out, having fun tonight and tomorrow, if you’re not going or doing anything, you’re not the only one!

Oh tomorrow I can tell you about my disaster I had a couple of weeks ago. It was dreadful. In the meanwhile, have a peaceful weekend and K.I.T?

 A baby boy from Russia

The gift of a baby boy (A parcel of life)

By Fiona Cummings

Your bundle of joy

A baby boy
Your gift for life
Worth more than gold
A hand to hold
A heartbeat away from you
Is what he will be
Someone who will love you
Unconditionally
Someone who will look up to you with the highest respect
Times in the future
You will both reflect
Hold him close
And forever he will love you
Guide him through life’s busy pathways
He will need you always
For all of the tough days
That will be sent to challenge your strength
Through trouble and strife
Gifts of smiles
Will surround you both
Ribbons of silk
Will bond you so close
What a gift you have brought into this world
More precious than diamonds and pearls
Full of keepsakes
Of first teeth and curls
I’m sure love will be sent from everyone
Enjoy a gift every day in your lovely Son

written for Plato with love

On the wings of the angels, fly high the poor dead Police Offecers

Calls to routinely arm police following the killings of Officers Nicola Hughes and Fiona Bone in Manchester have been rejected by home secretary Theresa May and Deputy Prime Minister Nick Clegg. I hope we never arm our police? It does not work in America or anywhere in the world. Why can we not concentrate on melting guns and everyone with one fine them and make them do community service as well as melting down their weapons?

The two officers died in a gun and grenade attack after being lured to a house in Hattersley, Tameside, on a routine call.

Following the incident, 29 year old Dale Cregan was arrested after he walked into a police station.

He has been arrested on suspicion of the murder of two police officers. 
He has also been arrested on (suspicion of two counts of murder in relation to the investigations into the murders of David Short and Mark Short.

to commit murder. He has been taken into police custody for questioning.
A book of condolence is available online at www.gmp.police.uk for anyone who wishes to leave messages for the two officers. This is for those who can see only as there is a code you are to look at and copy, nothing for the blind or hard of seeing. So my tribute is here.

You poor two daughters. You poor family members, you poor friends and you poor loved ones and future families who were robbed a good wife, Mother and Grandmother! What can I say? Nothing will bring back you good people I only hope something good comes from this though it’s hard to know what at this point?

There is talk about if you would have still been alive if you were armed? Well look at Island? They have gunned officers and more police have been killed there than here. There have been  nine killed here in about five years, but it does not matter, if there had been nine killed in fifty years, fifty, is a number of years. Nine lives is a sinful loss to society!

I hope the evil person whose name is not even worth mentioning at this point suffers and as I have always said, there would be cures for cancer, blindness M.s and much more if rather than experimenting on rats/mice/rabbits/dogs and then after year’s monkeys, they went straight to the humans. The evil on this earth. I hope he rots in hell on a slow cook” God bless them, may love ones from their past be waiting for them with feathered wings. Let them fly free of hatred and crime in a garden of blissful blooms.

        

Murder mystery

Murder mystery

By Fiona Cummings

Ok, here I am after my rather revolting breakfast. Revolting to some, but to me, norm? Haha, so what was it? Ready for this? Spring onion/ salad onion/ where I come from  scallion sandwich. Yep, how awful is that? Having saying that, when I took pack lunch to school when I was on my last year, I used to use up the cold toast and put chop pork and chutney in and eat them four hours later…..No chop pork now though, so hence the onion…..Ok, I know, I could have toast, cereal, anything but onion sandwich, I am just odd I guess? What is the worst thing you ever eat for your breakfast?  My love was good, he had porridge. He is normal.

So our posty/post man, rang our bell this morning, as the rain pattered against our bedroom window and the draft blew in from the necessary half opened window. Necessary, because the paint was rather strong as well as the conservatory getting painted, our en-suite door got done too. In a safe white colour. Trying to get past the open door last night in our tiny bedroom, was hard when you can’t see the blooming door, but we did it and no paint anywhere rather than where it should be. Well as far as I know it’s not all over the floor? I trust my painter, he is a good man, but don’t ask him to do a toothpaste advert? Hence the earlier post!

My Husband put on his robe and ran/walked down stairs to answer the door. Oh it was our candlesticks, which I/we bought on eBay.

All the description said was

Silver Birmingham hallmarked 1971 and they were 5in high.

So we bid for them as the lovely seller got 100% feedback.

Were they to be plain or ornate? Did they have lots of marks on them, were they Gaudy? It was too late to worry, we bid and won.

We opened them and they are lovely, “Few!” Plain, simple and smooth. Loved one wants to collect silver, but at that price, I think it will take us 25 years to have a shelf of silver? I will tell you in tomorrow blog why a new collection has been talked about. My dear friends know but you, my new friends don’t but will tell when it is safe tomorrow.

The lovely candles are now on top of my loves piano, let’s hope he does not open the lid of it and send them flying? As especially how much we have just had to spend on fixing the varnish on it, another story, remind me to tell you about that one, you would not believe it?

It is raining, it is dull, it is cold, but Dean, our canary is in full flow.

Will write more later about a serious subject. You’re here again today thank our maker. It’s great to know that. I am pleased you are here.  Keep in touch? xxx

P.s, why the headding "Murder mystery?" Ha, ha, see if you can guess?

Inspirational diary: Have the aliens arived?

Inspirational diary: Have the aliens arived?:     Well my Van Gogh has gone home with his pocket fuller than what he came with. He is very good and I would recommend him. The question...

So have the aliens arrived?

 Well my Van Gogh has gone home with his pocket fuller than what he came with. He is very good and I would recommend him. The question is now though according to my teen, “Have the aliens arrived, or has Kermit been sick?  So ok, he is not keen on the colour. If I could see, I might hate it too? Oh God I am scared, what colour have I put on the walls? I wish I could take a picture and let you see it? Well be like me, imagine an April forest with ferns so lush and hints of sage and calming crisp colours? I am scared what my friends will say when they see it? Please let it be nice? Let it be my teen without taste? The painter said when I asked was the colour ok? Ha-ha, here goes

“Well Fiona, em,, how can I put it? It’s not as shocking as when I first opened the tin. It’s kind of calmed down a bit!”

“Calmed down? Oh gosh, how wild does my conservatory look? And I’m not even in it….

 

You know the colour I picked is called spring….? Ok, what colour is spring? A spring cabbage? A spring out of a bed? Or the lovely lush forest in my mind.

Are you with me when days gone by you got red, yellow, pink, black, brown, navy, royal blue, sky blue white or purple…. What is magenta?

Hex triplet? Hue? Satur? Alloy orange? Amaranth? American rose? What is that, I mean, is there only one colour rose in America and if so, what colour is American rose?

 Perhaps I have Android green?

Oh well it is on now. Really hungry, going to see what there is for tea now. Whatever it is, it will not have a face….

What will tomorrow bring? Oh, I might be able to tell you about an item we bought on eBay? Ha-ha. I know the description as what it is and the fact that it is silver, but shape? Detail? God, it might be really awful but it is due to come tomorrow so will let you know. Love ya and thanks for support big hugs!

 

Green or not?

Thank Goodness, the paint was green. Now what shade? That is a mystery, my dear brother in law, said  pale green. My teenager, said sick green. I dare not ask my painter, who by the way is fantastic. When you can’t see, people think anything goes” The blind person will never know? Well let me  tell you, we do!

 

Dean, the canary, did not end up in a pie yesterday, but only because I am a vegetarian, oh, and I love him. Never thought possible to love a bird. Never thought a bird could have personality either, but he does. He has been warming up since four this morning. No doubt the vocals will kick in soon, to a full concert?

It’s so cold already and still September and the nights are closing their curtains early. By eight in the evening, it’s dark. How do I know this? Because I have been out at that time, not doing anything interesting, just letting the dogs out and it has been bitter cold, with Jack Frost making his way over here earlier than normal years and the cool darkness covers you in a blanket of insecure dampness. The air smells different to a blind person when it is dark and the sounds in the street echo. Am I making sense? “No?” Oh, sorry, well also my friend told me the nights were closing in…. Haha. My teen would never, as it would mean I knew to get him in earlier. It would be light nights all year to him.

 

Well I will chat later thank you for reading this and I hope it found you in well fettle? If not, tomorrow is another day in fact later is another hour and you just do not know what is around the corner? Xxx Oh God my painter has just come in wanting to change his water. What for? Milk? I guess I better free the sink of dishes up for him…..? Laters Guys and Dolls!

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25th Anniversary

Fiona and mike 25th Anniversary

Silver bells

By Fiona Cummings

 

Where has the time gone

My dear friends
How many changes in your life
Since you became Husband and wife
On your day
A quarter of a centuary ago
The angels did say
“Bless this couple!”
Then gave you gifts of gladness
And they  made a promise of strength for your sadness
Boxes of truffles
Vases of roses
Bundles of wishes
Silver kisses
Now you have new angels to take you to golden days
Who will guide you in all the right ways
Your silver tears will turn to golden smiles
Your laughter will be heard for miles
Celebrate the joy you have created
Your happiness can never be over rated
Happy memories
And a future so right
Love each other dayly
With all your might
Hold each other forever
Hand in hand together

 

For 25 years for my dear loving friend Fiona and Hubby Mike

Inspirational diary: The toothless painter did not turn up!

Inspirational diary: The toothless painter did not turn up!: So my painter who is a very nice man without teeth was to come today and paint our conservatory. What colour? "Em, I think pale green?" I ha...

The toothless painter did not turn up!

So my painter who is a very nice man without teeth was to come today and paint our conservatory. What colour? "Em, I think pale green?" I had the choice of three in the garage and fingers crossed, I picked the right one? So I pulled all of the furniture out and put things away and yep, he did not come. Tomorrow he will be here. He, says? I must remember to ask him what colour I did get out, or it could look rather red as that is the other colour I have left from the bedroom.

Ok, I am going to go now as my canary is beginning to sound like a demented rat and I am on the verge of deafness with him. That would not be good with   blindness and some would say madness? I am going to write my dear friend a poem for her anniversary tomorrow. A gift, or a head in bucket moment? Let me know? Have you remembered to smile today?  Smile with me as I try to think of loving words to write in a few seconds as Dean, yes, Dean, our canary, screams at me. x

"Well, really?"

My friend was coming to stay; I was really looking forward to seeing her. In between texts, her telling me she was getting closer and me quickly running around the house, making sure it looked tidy, the excitement was building. This would be the first time she saw my house and after all the work we have had done, to  the house, it was quite hard to believe that the house could ever look tidy!

I heard the taxi pull up and I ran to the door. What did I see? Nothing, as I don’t see. Thank God I was smiling at the right person and not a delivery van for someone else, and then having to close the door and cringe behind the door as I thought “Gosh, what will that stranger think? I was beaming at him? Oh, yes so many times I have done that, said hello at someone as I passed them in the street, as it would be rude to not speak as they were after all saying hello to me? Well ok, not me, but I did not realise that at the time, I thought they were rather jolly. Whoever they were talking to on their mobile, I am sure they were pleased to hear from them?

It was my friend Julie. A dear friend if ever there was one. You know what it is like when you have a friend? Most times the other half or the kids don’t like that person, well Julie is a friend who we all love and respect!

After the big hugs were over, I showed her around we had a  cup of tea a snack a chat and off we went to catch the bus into town. Well my Husband followed with his guide dog and I linked onto Julie’s arm. I stotted off people as they did not move, expecting me of course to move well I would if I could see them, but I couldn’t so slam. The tuts echoed as I passed by feeling the bruises but not caring as used to that and looking forward to being with my friend all weekend.

 We did the shops, just a brief look  Julie explained where the shops were the shop I always thought was the department, Lush, as I passed it in the town before, was in fact a soap shop, selling all sorts of soaps that looked like cakes and trifles. So pretty.

 

We went through the busy market, I kept making sure my loved one was ok with his happy wagging tailed dog, which has so much to say for herself and is the most beautiful dog ever, well apart from mine who is of course the best one!!! I did not take my Hannah, as thought I would give her  a break as she is due for retirement, and I am dreading that day and it would be easier for Julie to guide me into shops, as specially the china shops?????

We found a chocolate shop had a hot chocolate and I chose a marzipan chocolate Julie a cherry one and loved one Truffle.

Then, after a tea-time walk, went into a beautiful Indian restaurant,  Julie's description, all in traditional clothing and it looked very clean and nice inside. Well we were told we could not entre as we had a dog…. My love said we could come in as she was a guide dog, he said no, my love said yes and he won. A man of higher authority welcomed us in and the little man who was not going to allow us in was moved…We were tret like queens and a king all night even the dog was loved. A waiter stood behind my friend saying “chicken? Chicken?” Julie said,

“Oh no, no thank you!” Then he laughed and said,

“Oh no not for you, for the dog?????Well, we did laugh.

 

The Bangla music was very loud but good. The food was stunning.

We left and on our way out, a lady turned to Julie and said how marvellous we were and said that she too looked after people like us……Well I am  used to such ignorant people but Julie was furious and said they are my friends, they are looking  after me. The silly woman left sucking on her inner cheeks.

Funny isn’t it, how the blind are not to have sighted friends and the blind can not hear? Why do people always talk to the person we are with, rather than us, or the dogs if we are not with a sighted person? Paralympics? Has it really done any good? Don’t get me wrong, I am not sporty and do not want to run the next marathon, or cycle into town, though that would be a laugh, but just know we are like you, just our sight has broken down like one hundred people across the U.k per day lose their sight.

 

Sad goodbyes as she left for the train and we went on our way home by bus, praying that we would get off at the right stop…. We did.

 

We can say we have fifty friends, but in real life, we only have about two or three and we are true friends to the same amount, so when you feel alone, thinking everyone has so many friends but you, that is not true, really you have about the same, if you feel you have none, your wrong again, as

1 you have not met your friend yet and

2 you have me…x

Thoughts for the weekend

14 sep

So it’s the weekend. What is in it for you? Are you excited, or are you dreading it? If the latter, try to

do something for you, for you only. Write down what you would really like to do and do it, if it is something that is imposible to do without someone else,

think of all the things you can do on your own that will make you in the evening, feel good about yourself. Even if it is something that is so small to others, but will make a change in your weekend. Try it and let me know what you think?

I am having a friend around to stay for the weekend. So now I will go and blow her bed up…..Not without help from the electronic pump, my lungs are not that good and I will let you know what we got up to on Monday. Who ever you are, where ever you are. You’re not alone. ) Fiona Cummings)

How the flame is lit?

Before you pass someone, in the work place or at your leisure, if they can see you, smile, you by doing this, will light a candle in their heart. If the person can not see i.e. if they are without vision, then say hello to them, try to make sure they know your talking to them and you will turn on a light for ever for them! (“Fiona Cummings”)

turn on the light with me

 One day I hope to be an author. It is my dream, I have so much to say I need to make you smile, think and know your loved! I want to be there/here for you. I need you to know you are never alone, I have been in that town and it is not a place I like to visit after dark. So join me and keep the lights burning to a future of sunshine? x

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