I started a blog back in 2010 and had a lot of fun, made a heap of friends and wrote a fair few posts. Life got busy, as it always does, and my blog became the beloved friend I adore but don’t visit often enough.
A couple of days ago, I thought I’d better get back in touch with my Milk Fever blog
Sadly, access was denied. Serves me right for thinking up an super tough password. I watched the cow logo, I read a couple of the posts and smiled at the comments from my dear blog friends.
Life can be like that. You lose something. You find something new.
“For whatsoever from one place doth fall,
Is with the tide unto an other brought:
For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.”
―Edmund Spenser, the Faerie Queene
Lisa Reece-Lane 
Re:How Writing Fiction Taught Me to Love
This is an incredibly beautiful piece of writing.
It is deeply moving. I smiled, I laughed, and I wept. With love.
It is a warm hearth in the dead of Winter.
The hand of love that pulled my heart out of it’s pain, and melted it with the realization that love really does conquer all.
Had I come so far, that being unable to bear up from beneath the load, I had forgotten all the angels whose love delivered me to this point?
Thankyou.
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Thank you for your beautiful words, A. That means a lot to me. Whether we realise it or not, we are always in the presence of angels xx
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