What a year it’s been, well, it’s not even been a year yet, but shall we say the last several months have been different! We have had lockdowns, breakdowns, and meltdowns all because of a virus that has hit us like a ton of bricks. Not only has it affected our physical and mental well-being but also our communities.

It certainly has been a challenging time what with people losing their jobs and businesses having to close, what does the future have in store for us and our children? god only knows, but for now we can only look at the present time and deal with each day as it comes.

Supporting each other is important, reaching out a helping hand to the elderly and the vulnerable is so vital, supporting local shops and small businesses to help keep them going is a must, but have you noticed it takes something to happen before people do this!

When we take life for granted, we don’t always take notice of what is going on around us and we have all done it, but when we are hit with something like this pandemic that is when the helping hand comes out. I’m not saying that before all of this happened people didn’t care I’m just saying that regardless of what is going on in the world we should be there supporting each other anyway.

I know, I can hear some of you saying, “Life’s just not like that” Well, then maybe things need to change, maybe attitudes need to change. We all have choices in life and only you can make those choices. Yes, it may seem like our freedom has been taken away from us right now but It’s no hardship to help someone out who may be struggling, or doing something very simple as sending a text message or Facebook message or even making a phone call just to say “How are you today?”

Whether we see it or not community is important, we all live under the same umbrella so why not support that. When the springs break the umbrella falls but with help it can be repaired. So, go out and support your community, check on your elderly neighbor’s, socially distance of course, buy from your local shops and small businesses. Let others know that you care.

Help your community to thrive and survive.

Keep safe.

Sending you all love and blessing

Jenny x Sign up to the mailing list on our website for all the latest news and products www.jennyfordauthor.com You can follow us on Face Book https://www.facebook.com/jennyfordauthor/

The house is quieter than normal, you know something is missing, no more text messages coming from upstairs saying “mum I’m hungry” Are you feeling it too?

The day that comes when your children go off to university. Some may say "peace at last", where others, like me went into mourning. I know, sounds a bit drastic right! but that is how I felt when my daughter went off to university this September maybe it’s because she is my youngest and the last to fly the nest or maybe as I am getting older the thought of my children living their own lives and being more independent makes me feel less needed. Even though my son came back home he pretty much looks after himself and my eldest daughter lives with her partner.

There have been nights where me and my husband have been laying in bed waiting for her to come home after a night out, I expect to see her car sitting outside. Are we the only one’s that have done this, felt like this? No, I know there are thousands of parents thinking the same, but I’m sure it will get easier, after all it’s only been the first week!

I know I have to unclip my daughter's wings and let her fly, let her experience life and how it is in the real world doing her own cooking and washing and being totally responsible for herself but it doesn’t stop me from worrying about her especially in this horrid covid time.

I just wanted to share my thoughts and feelings. I know she will have an amazing time and in all honesty it will be really good for her to learn these life skills and being out of her comfort zone, after all one day she will have her own home, but mum will always be there to pick up the pieces, or dirty laundry on the floor! So hang on in there, getting through that first week has been the hardest but I know she is fine and enjoying life and that is all I can ask for. Only another three years to go! haha. Sending big hugs to all mums and dads that are experiencing this separation too.

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Updated: Aug 6

When you are in your teens you feel as if you are invincible and that nothing will ever happen to you and as you get older that still stays with you to an extent, ‘It will never happen to me’ I would say, until the day it did.

October the 12th 1991 was one of the happiest days of my life, my beautiful little girl Catriona was born she weighed 6lb 3oz and had a mop of dark hair I remember thinking how precious she was, she looked like a little doll. It took us three years to conceive with a little intervention I was finally going to have a baby and become a mum.

When we arrived on to the ward after I had given birth my midwife Lynn came to see us, she looked at Catriona and checked her over. “I’m not happy with the way she looks” she said to me and went to get the pediatrician, my now ex-husband and I just looked at each other. The pediatrician checked Catriona and reassured us that everything was fine, but you could tell by Lynn’s face that she wasn’t convinced. A few days later we took our precious little girl home.

Everything was perfect we finally had our happy family. A few months later something wasn’t right with Catriona she went off her milk and was continuously crying, we checked all the usual things when a baby cries but it just continued, the doctor sent us to the hospital where we stayed for a few days whilst they did some tests, even though they couldn’t find anything wrong the crying continued. “It looks like a little virus, she’s just a small baby there is nothing to worry about” and sent us home.

A few more months had passed, and Catriona was still off her food and still crying but it came in waves. We trusted the doctors when they said nothing was wrong, but something was very wrong. What was happening to our beautiful happy smiley little girl! She is now one of God’s beautiful little angels, her little body couldn’t fight anymore. Nothing is wrong the doctors said, how wrong were they. My midwife Lynn was right she knew something was wrong with Catriona when she was born but what was it. It’s been Twenty-Eight years now since our precious little girl left us. I am so blessed to have had Catriona for Seven and half months she showed me a love that I had never experienced before. I have since had three other healthy beautiful children who are my world and I know their big sister is always watching over them. Now it’s time to share my story. Why now after all this time? As an author I know how powerful and healing the written word can be. It was whilst writing my story that I realized that I was not as healed as I thought even after all these years. Yes, it brought back memories, the feelings and emotions that were obviously buried deep inside but by the time I had finished writing the book my heart lifted and my healing was complete. You will never ever forget your precious child but with time and only in your time your heart will heal, It took me twenty eight years but that is only because I had not knowingly buried it, I had now found my way of releasing it. The intention and purpose of writing the book and sharing my story are to help and inspire others who have lost a child and to maybe share their stories, not just the parents but grandparents, aunties, and uncles too, the loss has a big effect on the whole family. Writing is a very therapeutic way of releasing our feelings and emotions, by sharing your story will not only help you with your own grieving and healing process but it will also inspire and help others on their healing journey I’m not saying you must write a book but by writing down your feelings and emotions in a journal will make a difference. Until this day I have never used those words ‘It will never happen to me’! If you would like to read my story just click on the link below. Every book sold a donation will go to Child Bereavement UK. Love and blessings

Jenny xxx


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WEBSITE: Rebecca Adams . October 2020.