A happy day to the soops.
I have been reflecting on what my life was like when we had been married for 33 years, the conclusion was that it was a million miles away from life now.
As they say the past is another country.
I have been put on a very difficult and unsettling position this week and I don’t know who is behind it.
Someone, only known to me through extended family, turned up on Wednesday morning to say he is homeless and can he come and live with me for a few months.
I have seen him once in the last 4/5 years.
He was diagnosed with autoimmune hepatitis when he was three and nearly died.
So, he has not yet been vaccinated, however that was the least of my problems, I just don’t want him here and why should I?
I have let him know my decision today, I was so shocked at his request on Wednesday that I was in a turmoil but I feel so sad for him that it is playing on all my emotions, I feel so angry with whoever suggested it, it certainly wouldn’t have been his own idea.
Who ever thought life should be oeaceful and trouble free in ones 80’s?