Of the many wonderful fund-raising initiatives, the one closest to my heart is the ‘spread some happiness’ book series.
The invaluable experience I gained through working with Thames & Hudson and my absolute love of inspirational, empowering books, made this a natural fit in my fundraising efforts. The first book is going to be sold in my son’s school this week. Parents get a precious, heartwarming, keepsake and we get to give all profits to our chosen charities, so everyone is happy! I plan to roll a series out nationally, so if you want to get involved with the project in your school, do get in touch.
The first book was produced with work by the boys of Wetherby Prep; my son’s school. In fact, it was my son, who stood up in assembly, along with a very suporative teacher, to encourage the boys to spread happiness. He spoke of losing his sister and how he wanted to continue her goodness living on. He spoke of the value of giving and
I know I was privileged to have had ten years with Milli. There are those who are only granted a fleeting moment. My dear younger sister lost her premature baby within a day of his arrival. I cannot know the pain of giving birth, only to be parted without the chance to nature him and know his wondrous personality.
For me the way through grief continues to be, letting it come and go of its own accord and when the time is right, channelling that pain into something bigger than myself. Perhaps it is an escape but it sustains me and we must each do, whatever feels right.
My sister lost her son 9 years ago and has found the deep strength to open her heart and mind and at the same time to honour my nephew, by organising ‘the little angels remembrance service’ for all those in her area, who have endured the loss of a child.
A mother shared the story of losing her daughter 40 years ago, at a time, when the only memory she was able to glimpse was a nurse carrying tinfoil, with a tiny hand poking out of it. Another couple had endured three pregnancies, each ending in premature births and deaths. The service provided a short respite before they returned to be with their fourth newborn; one that would be going home. There was no bitterness or anger here; just strength and beautiful surrender. As the balloons were released over the tiny tombstones, there was joy for the bond that has and always will keep their little angels in their hearts. Thank you my darling sister for making such a day possible.
My dear, life-long friend Sonia; we were born at the same hospital within a month of each others and our mothers have known each other since the fifties. Sonia now lives I Kuwait but it did not stop her lending her support. She held a lunch at her home and invited friends to pay for the pleasure. In doing so she raised £1,500 for Milli On and On and I hear some wonderful pledges were made to make life richer and happier.
Milli’s dear friends Maia and Hannah held a cake sale in school. Mirium – Hannah’s mum and my friend makes legendary truffles and named them Milli’s truffles, selling them at the cake sale with pretty pink ribbon, label and fancy wrapping. Mills would have devoured these truffles, not to mention the pink cupcakes. She could have written a book on cupcakes and her favorite were from The Hummingbird, but as Milli once commented, their icing is better and The Cupcake Store’s sponge is better. On one of our cake making sessions we mused that it would be fun to open a cake mix shop, where people would get little bowls and pink serving spoons from which scoop out the mixture and just eat the mix; the best bit! So, back to reality. The girls managed to raise £400 for GOSH.