Looking back on the last 365 days, I can't say other than that there have been highs and lows. To start with the latter, the lowest point was reached in March, when I lost my best friend in real life to legionnaire's disease. Since then, not a day has gone by that I haven't missed her, missed hearing her husky voice on the phone, missed seeing her lovely smile, the warmth of her welcome. Apart from the mental anguish, there has been a certain amount of pain and discomfort of a physical kind, too... read more
