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Wednesday, 14 December 2011

A Score

Yesterday, I turned twenty years old.

I haven't felt like a 'teenager' since I moved to London when I was seventeen, so I'm really quite glad to be able to say "I'm in my twenties". It's nice. I'm now in the same age bracket as the majority of my friends.

After having a birthday lunch in Glasgow, we went to visit my grandfather in hospital. He was awake and trying to speak, but all the drugs he's been given (mixed with the fact that he is a 76-year-old man with a weak heart undergoing dialysis) meant he could barely get his words together. It was horrible to see, though unsurprising given the ordeal his body is going through. I managed to hold it together, but I am so worried about him.

After we had dropped my gran at home, I found out a friend of mine had been hit by a car and killed. I won't go into detail as it really is tragic and deeply upsetting, but all of my love goes out to his family and our mutual friends.

I spent the rest of my birthday with a heavy heart, but I was surrounded by my loved ones which helped immeasurably. It was a strange and sad day.

1 comments:

Anonymous said...

Very sorry to hear about your friend, and hope you hear good news of your grandfather soon! Must be so scary to see him like that.
Happy Birthday :-)