January 27, 2011
We meet at the tram stop and recognise each other from school. Climbing aboard we sit together and trade stories. I discover her husband is suffering from severe dementia and has recently been put in care. Unlike some, I enquire about her ordeal. She’s stoic when recounting the details, telling me about the long, lonely ten year journey. It makes me think about how often we bemoan the little things in life, or even the not so little, without a thought for how blessed we may actually be or how we take our health and general well being for granted.