From Widow’s silence to finding my voice.

There was a time not long ago when I didn’t want to speak at all.

Not to friends, not to strangers and definitely not on a stage.

After my husband died, everything in me went quiet. What came next was grief,

rehab, and a whole lot of rebuilding.

So, I didn’t exactly plan on becoming a speaker.

But something changed.

The more I started to talk about widowhood, about the drinking, the dating (god

help us), the healing, the more I realised people aren’t just listening.

They’re seeing themselves in my story.

That’s why I LOVE to do it now.

Because there’s a big difference between something that sounds good and

something that actually hits home.

Between polished stories and real ones.

So, these days, when someone asks me to speak, I say YES.

YES to being vulnerable. YES to being bold. YES to being real.

If you’re hosting an event and want someone who will tell the truth (sometimes

too much truth… apologies in advance), I’d love to be part of it.

Let’s talk about the messy, real stuff and make space for all of us still working it

out as we go.

And if you fancy a little nosey at what I’m up to, you’ll find it all here