On the 15th May I had a pretty awful day. This is not one of those whining or morbid posts, more of a reflection really.
First of all, because it’s the most important, someone who was becoming a friend of mine, and was the BFF of another friend passed away. I had been talking to his husband and trying to tell him everything would be fine, then later got the call.
Secondly, I was at the cinema and our seats were not wheelchair accessible and the ones they gave us were broken and hurt my back. They refunded our tickets and gave us free tickets but it’s not good enough. I am in so much more pain because of this.
So reflecting upon the rather horrid day I came to the conclusion that no matter how hard something is if it will improve my life or that of others I need to do it. Life is too fucking short.