freedom

In my day …

How often have we seen on the telly, someone saying “In my day…” and then regaling whoever was near with stories from their earlier lives. The person telling the tales often completely immersed in their own narrative and perhaps not even beginning to notice when eyes glaze over! I do find, however, these days asContinue reading “In my day …”

Shedding my Social Work skin and embracing my new life…

I don’t know why in particular this week has been a week of clearing things out of my life that I no longer need. I have cleared out a number of different things, starting with some small drawers in my chest of drawers. Next was bags of clothing I had sorted months ago meaning toContinue reading “Shedding my Social Work skin and embracing my new life…”

Don’t wrap me in cotton wool…

Even the most caring of people – who want to protect us – don’t always get it right. Neither do we. However, with a condition which will one day potentially take so much away from us, we need to be trusted to decide what is safe or not to do. This may take some negotiationContinue reading “Don’t wrap me in cotton wool…”

Accepting our limits as we age…

On the surface of it, this could sound less than positive, or perhaps that I am giving up. Far from it, I have been awaiting back surgery and finally had it on 3/2/25. It is early days yet of course, but I have been reviewing my goals for my recovery. Prior to going to surgeryContinue reading “Accepting our limits as we age…”

Being the me I want to be…

I have had a wonderful day today, doing things that fill my cup and rejuvenate me. This morning I went to a Parkinson’s exercise group which I have been going to now for maybe three weeks. Then home for a quick sandwich and a change of clothes and then loaded the bowling kit in theContinue reading “Being the me I want to be…”

So this is it…

I woke up this morning and my first thought was that I will no longer be a Social Worker when this day is done. It will be a strange feeling when I leave at the end of the day, knowing that I will never walk into that building again as an employee and most ofContinue reading “So this is it…”

What does freedom mean to me? It is the ability to do what I want and be who I want. To be able to make my own decisions. It is about being able to do things for myself and to gain satisfaction in doing so. It is also about being able to go where IContinue reading “Freedom”