During my bereavement I would have desired the past to definitely reverse itself, during which my parents died, my husband died of cardiac arrest though he was a tyrant, and I was to have that dreadful accident.

In the ideal world, one would dearly have loved to change the past, but that reality will never happen. Except what did, changed the course of my life to make me happy again. More stable, too. To think...I very nearly stayed on the bottle except my dearest friend steered me away. She greatly helped my daughter. And a counsellor helped me find my direction. My life was not without challenge, there were many tears and I am happy to have toughed it out.

Except perhaps I would have liked changing mothers. She was a manipulative old bat, but never achieved her way with me.