The Most Important

I have always given people second chances but these days I am a lot less tolerant of abusive behaviour.

I have a much more accepting attitude to youngsters than I do to fully-fledged “adults”. Shame they have all that energy to spare for such things. I take comfort in the fact the majority of people are generally wrong about things.

I tried to remember JFK who said, “Ask not what your country can do for you but what you can do for your country.”

I have tried to be straight up with people.

What is the point in owning my story?

At the moment I am almost past the point of caring. All I wanted was to enjoy what I knew would be a last few months with my youngsters. Nothing could ever compensate for feeling like I missed out on that.

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