Margin Of Silence.
Just reading yesterdays post, where I said I feel the same as ever, of course that feeling is not a physical feeling.
How I wish it were, a friend wrote an e-mail where she says it is not fair what is happening to me.
Which of course it is not, but then again what is fair, would it be fairer for me not to have MS, but for someone else to have it.
I sometimes wonder about the meaning of fair, do not think sickness and disease can ever be described in such a way.
That is too emotional, I have always tried never to see my MS like that, it just happened there was nothing that I could do to stop it.
I wish there was something that I could do, anything at all, I would put 110 % effort into it, sadly I can’t.
This week I have been cheering on all the people in Libya who can do something, they are trying to get rid of their despotic leader Gaddafi after 42 years.
Years of being bullied and intimidated, of being bribed and played off against each other and those were the ‘lucky’ ones.
The less fortunate were imprisoned, tortured and murdered, some were sent into exile and killed there.
I hope that the Libyan people will succeed in liberating themselves from Gaddafi.