Christine Cope was born and brought up in the village of Comberbach in Cheshire in the 1960s and has happy memories of long, sunlit days in the garden helping her father, and summer holidays with her parents on a beach in North Wales. One day when she was seven a friend told her she was adopted, but it did not shake her faith in her family and the love they gave her. She married in her twenties and had three children, now grown up, but she still visits her father in that same cottage where she grew up.
Once her family had left home Christine took courses in counselling, food hygiene and parenting and began to undertake voluntary work. In recent years her life has been limited in some ways by the after-effects of a severe stroke, but she still finds great happiness in her family and the love they give her. Christine sees all her memories - happy times and sad ones, friendships and adventures, people and places - as belonging in their own white velvet boxes which can be unwrapped and revisited whenever the moment feels right.
White Velvet Boxes
by Christine Cope
White Velvet Boxes delicately tied with ribbon contain memories, happiness or sadness, humour or conflict, pleasure or pain. When Christine wants to remember an episode from her past, she just pulls on the ribbon. She believes that it’s how you deal with each memory, pleasant or painful, that determines how it will appear the next time you open it
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