A lousy couple of days.
Hi
I have been away for a few days.
Arrived back yesterday to realise my MOT had expired, so had a find a garage quick to get it done.
Passed so, OK to drive home.
Arrived home to find a note from one of my neighbours, he has a history of depression, but a genuinely lovely man.
His wife has left for a week, told him to sort himself out.
He has been coping well, until he found her credit card statements.
The real tipping point for him was that Rachel died on Wednesday.
Rachel is the severely disabled daughter of my neighbours at the back of my house.
She was 22 years old, Mum had given up work when she was born to look after her, Dad gave up a very successful career to raise money for Charity for her condition.
Both myself and the neighbor used to sit with her to let Mum and Dad to go out for a meal from time to time, we had an affinity with her.
We could make her giggle, she has the mind of a child and a quadriplegic,
Yesterday was also my 65th, I did not expect to hear from my estranged daughter, but my son is also away and uncontactable, so did not hear from him either.
Life is not good, but I am eternally grateful that I am still alive and have things to give.
i am much better off than so many.