After my amazing wife died, I quit my job as a company executive (general manager for a £15Million turnover business), to care for my young son full-time. Max was only 7 months old when Samantha, his mother, died.
As I'd had a half-decent job there was a few quid in the bank, which meant there wasn't an immeadiate pressure for me to return to work, cutting cloth according of course.
In the aftermath of our perfect life obliteration I did think about what I might do in the longer term. However difficult it was to comtemplate life on our own, it was time to find an existance for myself, that would couple with single parenting, but also give me something other than Max to get up for in the morning.
I started going through my lifelong ambitions, helicopter pilot was quickly ruled out when Max got very disturbed at the sight of his daddy in a chopper. That and the vast sums involved to effectively only qualify as a part-time pilot.
Another burning ambition had been to write. In fact before Samantha had died, she'd made me promise that I must follow this dream, if only by doing a distance learning course or writing short stories for our child.
So I took a course from the London School of Journalism, which as well as giving me an idea of how freelance writing might work, it gave me a worthwile distraction from other tasks in hand.
Anyway, time has gone on, Max is virtually 3, has been building up to his funded sessions at nursery, and I've had more time to write. I feel I've already had some great successes. I've written for Practical Parenting, Oneup Magazine, Justdads.co.uk, BBC, Walsall Observer and Walsall Football Club.
This blog will detail our day-to-day growth, comment on relevant research, discuss related news topics and hopefully have a very enjoyable tone.
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