How does one make an introduction when he hates talking about himself? Hm, I know, I’ll tell you what convinced me to give up everything to write. We’ll see how that goes because it’s something only I know.
It started with a Death.
I have a bad memory bordering on terrible, so when events stick in my mind, they’re significant. Peta was there from the start. She still is in one way or another.
One of my first memories of school was the day the headmaster announced during assembly that Peta’s father had died of a brain haemorrhage or something equally terrible. We were to give her space and respect. At six one’s comprehension of such things is sketchy, but we tried.
It was particularly cruel on Peta because she was brilliant. Clever, pretty, talented — she played the flute even then — she was everything I was not. Self-confidence and low self-esteem are something I’ve always struggled with, whether people realised it or not, yet Peta exuded and shared them. She had everything going for her until that day and then had it all taken away.
Despite this she returned to be an ever-present in my school life all the way through high school. She even dated a friend. I liked Peta a lot and I reserve such things for a rare few.
I met Peta in a D.I.Y store a decade later completely out of the blue. She smiled and we talked as though no time had passed at all. She was training to be a journalist and believe me when I say, I Know she’d have gone right to the top. She was following her dreams; I was not. We said our goodbyes, and that was that.
Several years later, when I was in my mid-thirties, Peta’s ex-boyfriend happened into the shop I worked at. In the midst of our discussions he asked if I knew about Peta. I didn’t. He went on to tell me a headache — she suffered with them the same as me — had grown so bad they admitted her to hospital. She died there. I was devastated.
Hearing that news made me reevaluate. I’d lost friends before, but no death had impacted on me like hers. It wasn’t meant to be. It was wrong. She deserved better. How could a butterfly like her lose her life, (just like her father before her,) a potentially spectacular life over?
It finished with a Death.
That was it for me. No more. I would not do what others wanted me to, nor persist in unhappiness: I wanted to write, I was good at it, and didn’t need anyone to tell me. So that’s exactly what I did. I planned and planned and then left. As I’ve said in other posts, I gave up everything and gained much more. At heart, I have Peta to thank and pray that one day I’ll be able to tell her.
So there you go the absolute truth. You’ve probably heard stranger but you won’t hear truer.
Thank you for reading
Richard
PS. Don’t let life slip you by, it’s short. I know.
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Such a strong post, Richard. One that tells us that life is far too short and to do the things you want to do. Anything else can wait.
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Thanks, Hugh, I think so too.
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Reblogged this on Words To Captivate ~ by John Fioravanti and commented:
I was quite moved when reading Richard’s story – I’m sure you will be too.
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Thanks for sharing John 😃
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My pleasure entirely!
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Thank you for the reblog.
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My pleasure, Richard.
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A powerful and poignant read, Richard. I think these sad and shocking loses often compel us to reevaluate the direction of our lives. I’m so sorry that you lost your remarkable friend. I’m glad you chose to follow your dream and write. 🙂 ❤
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Thanks, Diana, and I agree entirely.
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Powerful. Thanks for being willing to let people in on your muse, Richard.
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Thanks for reading, Erik.
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GREAT interview! I always enjoy his blog posts, and now reading about his life has put a face and a heart into the words he writes. Thank you!
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Thank you for this inspiring glimpse into Richard and the experience that led him to find his true meaning in life. It takes a lot of courage to say this is what I want to do …and do it. thank you Reading Ape, and especially you, Richard.
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Thank you, Holly. You’re an angel as always.
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A wonderfully forthright interaction Richard, splendidly revealed.
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Well, it’s the truth, so easy to tell. I have a terrible memory, as you know, but that one of her loss really was my first. It’s always affected me.
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It’s remarkable how our entire life can be affected by the impact of another person. At a very early age, an elderly lady, wonderful artist, took me under her wing, taught me to paint, encouraged my scribbling when no one else was paying attention. I remember her with gratitude to this day.
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She did us all a favour.
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🙂 🌻
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Reblogged this on Smorgasbord – Variety is the spice of life and commented:
A great read to go with my coffee and I procrastinate about the housework that needs to be done today… it many not get done at all.. Richard Ankers is guest of The Story Reading Ape today.. BTW have you been a guest of Chris yet? If no why not? Great exposure.
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Many thanks for reblogging and the recommendation Sally – Hugs XXX
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Pleasure Chris and I think I can safely say.. have a great weekend! hugs xx
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LOL it DID seem to take a while to arrive Sally, so ENJOY 😄❤
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I’m not sure if I said thanks for the reblog, Sally. If I already have, here’s another. Like Loreal, you’re worth it. 🙂
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Thank you Richard.. much appreciated and my favourite brand..
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My pleasure 🙂
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This is such a lovely post and so moving. And Richard, you really are very good at writing!
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Thank you, Robbie, that means a lot. 🙂
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Such a touching memory. It seems to me that often a desire to write results from some sort of sadness – it is indeed the case with myself too. Perhaps one day I will have the courage to share mine too…
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If I can do it, Marje, you definitely can. And, thank you.
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Reblogged this on Stevie Turner, Indie Author. and commented:
Sharing a poignant post here from one of my fellow Creativia authors Richard Ankers, a guest today on Chris, the Story Reading Ape’s blog.
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Thank you, Stevie. Very much appreciated.
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