Since I was quite small, I found it natural to write poetry, as did my mothers sister, one of my fathers brothers and one of my own brothers, so I wondered if the ability was inherited through my genes.
During a somewhat rough patch in my life, I found it comforting to write uplifting phrases to affirm the person I really wanted to be, to solidify the traits I really wanted to display more often and to uplift my own spirits and rise above the drama that was happening close to me.
It worked!
And it had great benefits!
A book was born, followed by several other mini-books. I never cared if anyone else read them! Writing them gave me new life. But as often happens when you’re doing something that feels good, people read them anyway … and they asked for more … they then inspired new questions and even more profound answers.
These photos were taken when I was 10 kgs heavier. Life has changed so much since then. It’s improved out of sight.
“Don’t ever let problems get you down. Something good comes out of every struggle, something that makes life way better than it could have possibly been otherwise.” ~ ER
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Elizabeth Richardsons Résumé 