Sometimes It Is Sunny.

Karel Appel.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Karel_Appel

Slept surprisingly well last night despite thinking about my mother and how awful she had treated me when I was a child and also as a teenager.

Not surprising that I started thinking about it all once Richie turned the light off, as we had been talking about my mother and the effect she had on me when I was still at home.

Realise more and more now that she was a very sad and disturbed woman, who never got the help she really needed.

Talking about this and other things with Richie has been very good and helped me to understand and put things in their proper perspective.

Glad that I was able to live through it and get away from home as soon as I could, when I look back now I am amazed that I did not get more hurt.

Instead it made me very strong; in some way living at home with my mother prepared me for just about anything even living with MS.

Eventually I went to sleep last night, despite getting caught up in thinking, although I did wake up at some point in the night, some THC soon helped me to carry on sleeping.

Until a horrible noise outside woke us up, felt regretful that the night was over so soon as I would have loved to have slept some more.

Today the weather has been a changeable day, mainly sunny but every now and then a big cloud would pass over the sun and it would get quite cool.

Then the sun would shine again and it was warm and lovely again until the next big cloud came along and covered the sun again.

Guess that sums up life sometimes it is sunny and sometimes not but it never remains the same.