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I suppose that this is an explanation for anyone who in his or her wanderings around the Internet stumbled across my blog and is wondering what this is all about. Firstly, allow me to apologise. I am not a writer, my words are insufficient to portray the strengths of my emotions, the depths of my love and the hope that my thoughts contain, it is my hope that you will forgive my lack of skill to see the aims behind it. I am writing this blog for two reasons. But let me first provide you with some background. I, like many young women in their late 20’s am single and I suffer from depression. I am a hardworking career woman but my greatest dreams are of a family of my own. I have an incredible relationship with my mother, but it was not always so, it has taken work and I am sure I will go into this a great deal at some point. A while ago my mother suggested that, as I did not like to keep a diary, maybe I should try framing my thoughts as letters, it was her suggestion that they not be love letters to a future boyfriend or husband but to be for, as she put it, the one person that will give you the greatest joy, a daughter. As a single woman with no hope of a family in the foreseeable future it seemed at first a little depressing to write to someone who hasn’t been born yet, but the more I thought about it the more I found myself having little conversations with her in my head, thinking at times “oh, I must remember to tell her this” or “when she is my age I hope she experiences that” and so it came that I started to jot down these notes. These letters contain the advice I want to pass on, the little everyday things that you forget once you are past them. I suppose the last question you might have is why a blog? Why out for the world to read rather than in a journal or diary as a private gift to be passed on one day. I am doing it this way because it is my hope that as the occasional person passes they might add their own input, improve and add on to my advice. If one experiential voice is a gift then a choir of voices is truly a treasure, and that is what I hope to pass on, the treasure of a mothers love tempered with a woman’s experience and polished by a thousand voices.


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