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What if I had told you that the mechanism of your brain is like plasticine and could be moulded to your own unique set of beliefs and hence abilities? Could you afford not to even try to step into a new reality? Would you dare?
“I needed to understand that sudden and intense link between grief and passion: the centrality of sexuality to affirming the life of the living.”
A searingly honest account of how, for Sophie, grief becomes a powerful catalyst for healing the past, unleashing the full force of her mid-life female sexuality and directing her to a new life. She emerges from the ashes of her grief with a strengthened identity and deeper understanding of both herself and family.
One day I suddenly thought, “My goodness, where’s Gareth?” So, I started looking. Last I heard, he was working with the British Army in Iraq, doing long stints: I tracked him down to prison cell in Kuwait. He had been used as a drug mule, nabbed and sentenced to death by hanging. His death was commuted to life and then further reduced to 15 years. When I located him, he had already been inside for four years. Thereafter I sent him a letter, every month, for 67 consecutive months. My Letters to Kuwait, were received by Gareth on his hidden device: news and comment on life in South Africa, my reflections on humanity and our world.
