Difficult times have come and gone in my life. People too, have come and gone. The good days don't have a meaning if you haven't seen the bad. Today the sun shines and life feels good. Coming through the coldest winter in 30 years. Finding my body weakening and my hope and spirit sinking I was in the place where infection could walk into my body. It cut me down for weeks and I struggle against it still. As hope begins to grow and a sense of spring filters into my spirit I remember what "good" feels like. I remember the bad days but it only makes the good feel sweeter. Like strawberries on the tongue of a starving man.
Yet the return to health is not complete and the damage can never be fully renewed. Despite the loss, hope exists. Not as an oblivious optimist blind to reality. Instead, sober in the knowledge of pain to come and disappointment ever near; to turn from sadness to look at the flicker of hope brings a rainbow and lifts the spirit.
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It's very quiet around here without Open Roads. I hope that all is going well and that there are other plans afoot to develop the representation of local people - if I can be of help you know where I am (actually I'm located now both at Waterside House and also Wellingborough Innovation centre - but that's a different story - worth a separate blog in itself -'a need for some representation of local small businesses!')- All the best and keep well! Nicola.
After reading your 8th April post .... could you not dictate your post sometimes to someone who could type it for you? I don't mean to sound condescending ... it just pains me to think how difficult that post must have been to write. You are truly an inspiration.
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