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Hi, I’m Alex.  

Just over a year ago I was hospitalised with sepsis. 

It knocked me for six and forced me to rethink my life priorities. My recuperation gave me a new perspective and a realisation that I had been given the gift of time. You can read my fuller reflections here: https://epichr.co.uk/2019/12/09/adventblogs-its-time/.

When I emerged from hospital I was dealing with a complete change in outlook (no more high powered job for me) so my youngest child* decided that I should become an awesome author, and we set about writing a book.  

I have to say that the process of collaborating with youngest child gave me so much joy, as well really aiding my rehabilitation, and boosting my mental health.

'Stories matter' is a way for me to share the stories we create together and at the same time to try to do a bit of good for others. I look forward to hearing your thoughts and excited to see where this journey takes us.


Creative differences and GDPR prevent me from sharing the age, gender, or name of said child. 

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