This post from a year ago today popped up in my Timehop feed just now. It is my fifth most ‘liked’ post ever, and it is clear from the comments that my thoughts on family touched a chord with many. For anyone who has joined me since then, or fancies reading my thoughts again, or just wants to watch a lovely video of a beautiful song about our hopes for our children, here it is again 😊
Lately, I’ve been spending a lot of time thinking about family, and specifically about how we create our own little dynasty. In our lifetimes, we are nurtured by parents who instil in us the basis of the values by which we live our lives. Sadly, for some, this process is unsuccessful, and I know that not everyone will feel as lucky as I do. Next Sunday is Father’s Day, and I’ll be celebrating the fact that the man who helped bring me into the world is still going strong at 90. I was born in the days when everything happened in black and white, but still have a few cherished photos from that time, like this one:
As you can probably tell, that was quite some time ago – I was born in September 1953, so that photo dates from Spring 1954. I grew up in a town badly affected…
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