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Come March 12th, it’s going to be a full 12 months of
Much of our old everyday, pre-Covid lives has been taken away
It was something that struck us when we read a post by Sabrina
We were carefree, and you thought me how to be carefree. And to enjoy
You thought me everything I know. Some days I live; most days I live on autopilot. We get through each day as best we can but, in reality, it’s shit. This disease is shit, it’s stripped away the future I thought we would have, but we
What I’d do for one more day like that with you, with not a
And only the people that are diagnosed know the full severity. We are just hurt spectators, broken, looking at the ones we love. It’s unbelievable though, seeing how many people love my dad,
Getting in touch with Benny today, what you notice first and foremost is that, despite his body’s own devastating lockdown over the past three and a half years, the man’s lust for life has not waned. Unable to
“I just appreciate every little thing that happens each day,” he says. “The carers, my grandchildren, my family, all coming in
Splitting much of his waking hours watching his favourite TV
Something Inside So Strong
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