An open letter to....

Below is a letter that PART of me would very much like to send to my father. Another part of me craves for the restoration of a relationship that was once very strong, and a stronger part craves for the ability to forgive and forget. Nevertheless, I think it will be a somewhat theraputic exercise to publish this, and certainly one that may interest readers whose passion is character analysis. I know how I come across in the letter, and that is NOT how I want to be, but it is an honest expression of how I feel right now! Dad, It's been eighteen months now since everything kicked off, and I think that's long enough for my mind to settle on this ...  Read the complete review

An open letter to my daughter. When I held you in my arms for the first time I felt such a surge of protective love and rightness that I almost felt faint. You were so perfect and so, so beautiful. There was nothing else in the world except us. The noisy ward, the intrusive medics, the harsh whiteness of the sheets all receded into a pinpoint of nothingness, there was just us. Now you are going to have your own baby. When I focus on that revelation, emotions swirl through me. Joy that you and Graham will have what you want and crave. Anxiety that you and the child will be all right. Shock at where the years went. Fear that I will not be a good ...  Read the complete review

An Open Letter to the general public If you see a mother with a child in a wheel chair would you stand by and watch her struggle? Would you tut, or stare? Or would you even talk quite openly in ear shot of the mother saying things like " ...she shouldn't be here" ? I doubt it. So why do I dread taking my daughter places in case some one stares and makes comments. My daughter has a disability, she isn't in a wheel chair, she has all her limbs and she has no disfigurements. She looks like any other girl of her age at a first glance, but she isn't she has a hidden disability. Yet members of the public stare at her as if she is a monster and you ...  Read the complete review

To the Home Office Minister, Madam, I am livid. I am a New Zealand woman, fast approaching my 60th birthday and I have been working in United Kingdom for over five years and this morning I hear on the television news you value my services in a ''downwards'' scale - my ''low skills'' services are not required anymore. How will my MS client feel when I go in and tell him I will not be allowed to renew my work permit as I am lowly skilled, and the government does not want me here? Minister, please advise me why you value the EU carers over me.. I can speak the English language to high levels, I have been a reporter for 25 years so have a ...  Read the complete review

This is the conundrum I want you to consider: Is it Possible That My Brother Could Be a Cloned Twin of Soho Black(IainWear on Dooyoo)? Read carefully, examine the photographic evidence below, and discuss in your comments on the linked page . . . This review is especially dedicated to my younger brother Jose on his birthday; it's my way to say " Happy Birthday " to him (I know he is going to kill me the moment he reads this review; maybe he won't be the only one! There is another ciao-Dooyoo member involved as well, so I have got everything ready . . . including my will - lol). It's Your Birthday Today, Jose! While I wrote ...  Read the complete review