Some say less is more, so no apologies for being a stranger. Just been living really, dealing with life as it comes my way. Its a funny old world we live in. I have emerged from my cocoon and am spreadng my wings, realising the opportunities that are there for the taking and life is good, better than I ever remember it.

Then something happens to focus my attention on where I have come from. My mum is diagnosed with breast cancer and is having a mastectomy at the end of May. She is so far away but speaking to her on the phone, I realise that she is taking a ride on the very same rollercoaster that I spent so much time on 2 years ago. It is difficult to be aware of what she is going through, it feels like I am revisiting an old haunt, but obviously a necessary thing for me to be doing at the moment.