And so it began!

Opportunity and timing is the beginning of everything.

This is the story of how was born...


Being a firm believer in ‘Everything happens for a reason’ and how things fall into place, maybe this was the time to start something new?

I’ve been in Dubai for over nine years now and have always been very close to my family. As the title above suggests, Dubai was an opportunity that unexpectedly presented itself to me, and it turned out to be the next step on my adventure to the grown up world.  Being half way around the world didn’t stop me keeping in regular contact with my family.  Countless calls being made everyday, with the proof based upon the number of hours spent online and the excessive phone bill that landed on my desk each month.


Towards the end of last year, I arrived home after a long day in the office.  For me, it was just another normal Tuesday evening.  The usual routine was about to commence – order in sushi, rain check on ladies night and assume the chilled out position on the sofa in my pyjamas and favourite jumper whilst catching up online!


A skype call came through.. ‘Dad’ is calling! I assumed it was to let me know how the front garden was coming along.. As the call connected, I was told that my Nana had suffered a nasty fall.  The paramedics were on the way, and was told not to worry (Yeah right!) she was conscious and shouting at my grandad for not letting her get up!

As the hours went by and the worry increased, I knew I was in for a restless night.  She was transferred from one hospital to the trauma unit at a specialist hospital and the waiting game commenced.  A few hours later I got the call… ‘The good news is – her hip is only bruised!’ Phew! I thought – Panic levels reduced…! ‘The bad news is – she’s fractured her scull, punctured a lung, broken six ribs, one in two places and her right clavicle’.


Oh…. DEAR! (and words of a similar meaning!)


I needed to get back home.  The first available flight was fully booked and I had to wait until the following evening to make my journey back to the UK.  It gave me time to pack, handover everything at work and find a card for my Nana.

My Nana is huge on cards – never a birthday (or any other occasion for that matter) passes without a card being sent. And here was my next first world problem!  The flight was one thing, but finding an appropriate card, never mind at a reasonable cost in the UAE was a challenge in itself.


And so, Abra Cards was born!


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