On being sick.

Until recently I haven't had much illness apart from the usual minor things...except when I had denque fever but that's another story. So when recently I developed something more potentially serious [I'm fine honest!] I was shookup. Actually I was more upset about how I've been towards others who have been ill down the years. I suppose I've been, at the least, unsympathetic and at worst uncaring. Maybe I subconsciously thought that if they really wanted to they could snap out of it. How crazy is that? I've come to realize that when you're ill it really affects you not just physically but mentally as well.
So when I saw someone bear her illness with calmness, fortitude, good humour, patience and a genuine concern for others I knew I'd known someone special. Rosemary Skinner went to be with Jesus on Sunday last. She has left a deposit in all of our lives. Our prayers are with Brian, Mairie and Callum and her mother Sylvia.