It had been a tough year before my mother died. The day came one day when her soul moved on. I flew to Germany. After the funeral I began the very long journey home again. I was exhausted. Half an hour into the flight my world suddenly collapsed. Luckily a member of the crew took notice . I told her my story. This exceptionally kind lady looked after me in an amazing way. I was so immensely grateful. As a big thank you I donated signed copies of my book The Magic Frangipane and the Shy Coconut to the Emirates Staff on my next flight.
Love truly is the engine of our survival.