WanderingScribe

Feb, 2006. For the past five months I have been living alone in a car at the edge of the woods — jobless and homeless and totally unable to find a way out of it. I can't sing, I can't dance, I can't scream loudly enough, alI I can do is write. So here I am laying down tracks...hopefully the start of an online paper trail out of here. (A miracle happened...My blog was 'discovered' and I eventually got a publishing deal and made it out of my car to write a book about it...)

Sunday, December 24, 2006

What a difference a year makes...

I'm having a proper Christmas this year. Well, a bit different to last year's anyway, which I spent alone in the car, without sending or receiving a single present or card...trying to blank it all out. During the summer, when I could finally face it, I got back in touch with a few people, so at least this year I had a few presents to buy and people to send cards to. And that is what has made all the difference! Yes, I was in a bit better position to buy presents this year, and I am not forgetting how different it was without that - without being able to buy a second cup of tea in the day to warm myself up, let alone presents! But it is the having the people there to share it with that has made my Christmas this year...presents or no presents. And I hope it always will - that I never forget.

Thanks to everyone for seeing me through the last half year or so, and for sharing part of the ride with me through this blog. I wasn't the island I thought I was...noone can do it on their own, so I'm so glad I reached out, and that such positive and encouraging voices were at the other end of this blog when I did! Thanks everyone!

Merry Christmas and the very best wishes for all you do and all you want in 2007.