That was the year that was....
My first blog in seven months... Sorry, so this is a bit of a round up... a reflection on 2018 if you like... Friends have died this year, people I cared for, people I loved and people I admired for what they did and how they did it. Some, like me, were born with their heart condition - none of them would have considered themselves sufferers, they looked forward to each new day with a smile, a grimace or the occasional ache and pain but they then lived that day. Not in some new age claptrap YOLO, live life to the max, being a warrior, because those ways are intensely tiring and when you are living life you don't need something else to tire you out. There will always be regrets of conversations not finished, or worse not started, of hugs not given and news you can no longer share, but I am proud of them, the lives they lived and hope my part (however big or small) in their lives made them smile. One thing that would've made many of them smile would've been the cost