Optimism.
24th March 2017.
Being a Friday it’s typically manic and today was no exception. After visiting Mum again in hospital she’s full of optimism for being discharged early next week and while this strength gives me inspiration, I’m only human and with little time for dinner (not cooked too well but did the job) it was time to head to the Polish club for dance rehearsal and despite holding myself together reasonably well all day, it’s once I sat down that I crumbled. It means the world to me that there’s a number of close friends I can depend on for support and they know I extend the same to them if ever in need of a chat, a helping hand or just a hug.
