It is a trinket nobody would think twice about, but it means the world to me. It was my dad’s St Christopher. He wore it every day. Passed down to me, it is a silver circle of hope. I know, wherever I am, my dad is with me. He will always be an angel from above keeping me safe.
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I am a fifty something mother of two grown up children, and one beautiful grandchild. I have been married for nearly thirty-four years. My first book was published ten years ago. I wrote my book Sticks and Stones because of my experience of being bullied at school. View more posts