There have been so many grrrrrrr moments it has stopped me getting online, tonight my grrrrrrrr is about not being able to book my train for a trip in Greece. I had to get a friend to help translate a lot but neither booking to travel by bus or train seems to be functioning at present. GRRRRRRRR or is that GRRRRREEECE! Life is much easier with the net but sometimes getting nowhere takes hours.
Another GGGRRRR moment has been a totally failed attempt to provide solice to someone which resulted instead with me getting so mad with them I just wanted to scream and scream and scream. Sadly telling me something I do not think I am tends to really pXXX me off. For instance it is the first time I have been told that I have an easy life. I definitely do not have the worst life, but I had not realised being a lone parent fto a child who never met his dad was considered easy or that losing one's mum at age 21 was considered easy. True the person telling me this is definitely in a position I would not want to be in, a position which currently seems absolutely impossible and so from that stance yes being alone maybe is much easier.
But I am not down and out, at least not quite yet. And yet that is what happens when one becomes homeless, what the homeless folk of Broxbourne may not realise is that they have unexpectedly become the catalyst for something wonderful. A project is underway in Broxbourne by a number of local churches to provide a night shelter and over winter and today in preparation some 60 odd people crammed into the Red Cross provisions in Hertford for a hilarious and brilliant introduction to First Aid, so I spent the morning lying around pretending to be concussed and learning things like arm, palm, leg and roll, and listening to the wonderfully funny yarns of the trainer! Totally life affirming somehow.
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