Today I had a new experiance and one that I do not wish to repeat, for the first time I went to a funeral where the deceased was younger than me. This made me realise that although I am not happy with my health, at least I am alive and can enjoy being with friends, watching a good film or play and seeing the new life that is all around my village (bouncy lambs, bluebells in the woods and the new clutch of various birds).
When my elder daughter was three years old I often took her to a five acre council run garden in Streatham (south London). As she now lives nearby she often goes to this garden but I have not been back there for nearly 29 years, so we decided to cheer ourselves up after the funeral by going and admireing the flowers and wildlife. Of course twenty-nine years of wear and tear plus our beloved WG meant I was going to have some trouble getting around the place, especially as it on a definate slope. I may suffer in the coming days for this excusion, but in my mind it was well worth the struggle (at least there were quite a few benches for this poor old body to rest on). Seeing the attractive flowers, the lovely colour contrast of a copper beech tree next to the new green leaves of a horse chesnut tree with all its "candles" in flower and watching a blackbird having a nice long bath - yes I might ache or feel awful tommorow but today's effort was worth it.
So yes Al, life will always want to live. At times it might regret trying to live, but it will try.
Oh by the way if anyone has any spoons to spare I am sure I will need them very soon.
Jim
You give but little when you give of your possessions. It is when you give of yourself that you truly give. Kahil Gibran
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