Beautiful Day

I moan. Alot. I moan about the weather when it's hot, I moan about the weather when it's cold.

I moan when I have no money, I moan when there is nothing on the TV, I moan when I don't go out, I moan when I do. I'm a moaner I accept this fact.

Today I met a woman who has alot she could moan about but never really has, it gave me a much needed reality check.

I don't feel the need to go into detail about what this brave and wonderful woman has been through in sixty years but briefly; systematic physical and sexual abuse as a child by two family members, the loss of two sons and one husband a nervous breakdown and a lifetime in mental health services. Yet all through this she is witty, funny and a great story teller, more importantly she is a survivor and a great inspiration.

This has been a great day and tomoro and every other day when I find myself moaning I hope I think about this lady and realise how lucky I am.