There are days when I wake up and think, ‘that was a poxy sleep’, closely followed by, ‘it’s raining again’. Even though I’m generally a happy person there are times a plethora of negative thoughts swirl around me and I feel generally irritated and fed up.
This morning was such a morning. The August bank holiday has been and gone. There was monsoon rain on Sunday and the weekend in general was dismal, weather wise. This morning as I got ready to go for a walk it began to rain again. I flipped.
‘This bloody country’.
So I opened my laptop and went on facebook. This is what I saw.
This is posted by the charity Aoibheanns Pink Tie when another little warrior from St John’s Ward loses the fierce, tireless battle they were fighting.
It was telling me that as I had spent my time moaning about the weekend weather, there was a family going through the most painful of times, saying goodbye to their child.
It’s not that long ago since Daniel was that young warrior.
Tonight as I post I am keeping that family in my thoughts, sharing a place with young Danny and Ben. It’s not that I ever forget how much they are missed, but sometimes I need a reminder to take the time to appreciate health and happiness, for neither is guaranteed.