Its amazing what brings it all home. I just opened the door and the day is cool and fresh. I thought of all the days like this that I have gone climbing with good friends and I got really sad. So many good memories that I would not do away with for anything, but they really bring it crashing home. I will almost certainly never go on one of those trips again. And I used to love them so much. It is sad, that is for sure.
I could go on one again I guess. But it would not be the same. I couldn’t climb, I would get uncomfortable quickly, it would just make me realise even more painfully what I have been reduced to. People say, “you can still go”, but I really can’t. It would just make me feel worse and exhaust me. The sad truth of it is that that part of my life is almost certainly over.
It is a pity that my first post in a while is so negative. I have actually had some good moments recently. But I guess sadness compels me to write so here it is.
Sadness often does Jerome … I wrote the most (back in the days when we wrote diaries rather than blogs) in my saddest time. But that’s OK, that’s one of the values of writing – getting it out. I’m glad you’ve had some good moments too … and I’m glad to see a post.
Well atleast you’ve been good recently. Hope that there’s some positives at the moment, apart from the sadness with the climbing
Jerome, it is great to see you back to blogging. Now I don’t have to log on 10 times a day looking! I know you’re feeling sad at all you’ve lost, I feel sad too for you but I hope when my health and mobility is affected, I can be as open and honest as you have been. Gay