24/06/2005
Crisis...
Now I know we have to move house. How easy it is to be flip about our lives until a problem strikes to remind us that actually, we're not as invulnerable as we believe.
When you have been ultra-sporty all your life- and you'll have guessed by now that I am not referring to myself- it is hard to accept that the passage of time brings new challenges, not all of them welcome. My darling husband has just rung to tell me he has chest pains- indigestion, naturally... or hayfever, perhaps... Naturally, he had to laugh it off as all men do, but I haven't seen the funny side. My son is driving him home and I'm taking him straight to our medical centre where he's booked in for a full check-up, and like it or not, I'm going to be right there by his side to make sure everything is out in the open. Let him call me a nag, or a fuss-pot. If you don't have your health you have nothing.
How strange, and yet completely normal in this day and age that I should be reaching out to people I have never met and yet feel you are out there always ready to offer support. Thank you for being there, whoever you are. Man may be an island, but it's so much better when there's a causeway to the next patch of sand.
Love to you all from Susan, who will not be in the writing cave today... and tomorrow is my youngest's Leaver's Ball... let's hope we don't have to disappoint her by sending deputies in our place...
Happy reading everyone!
Susan
When you have been ultra-sporty all your life- and you'll have guessed by now that I am not referring to myself- it is hard to accept that the passage of time brings new challenges, not all of them welcome. My darling husband has just rung to tell me he has chest pains- indigestion, naturally... or hayfever, perhaps... Naturally, he had to laugh it off as all men do, but I haven't seen the funny side. My son is driving him home and I'm taking him straight to our medical centre where he's booked in for a full check-up, and like it or not, I'm going to be right there by his side to make sure everything is out in the open. Let him call me a nag, or a fuss-pot. If you don't have your health you have nothing.
How strange, and yet completely normal in this day and age that I should be reaching out to people I have never met and yet feel you are out there always ready to offer support. Thank you for being there, whoever you are. Man may be an island, but it's so much better when there's a causeway to the next patch of sand.
Love to you all from Susan, who will not be in the writing cave today... and tomorrow is my youngest's Leaver's Ball... let's hope we don't have to disappoint her by sending deputies in our place...
Happy reading everyone!
Susan
