Circumstances,

they change, people change, and sometimes when they change it makes you think about what you have, or don’t have even. Life is very fragile and in a flash your world can be flipped upside down.

Today, we went to see an art exhibition in Hullbridge organised by a couple that we have known for many years, a lovely couple indeed. It was a pleasure to see what they had and the fact they are taking time out to do something together that they clearly enjoyed despite the stress the day had caused.

So the thought behind this reminded me that as I am about to start another long 5 days on the road, leaving my wonderful wife of 30 years at home whom I often think about whilst out on the road. In my day job things can change as the recovery industry is a dangerous one as often seen on social media because it rarely makes mainstream news. Maybe, just maybe there is something we can do together..

In regards of lives thrown upside down another family we know are potentially facing a life changing health scare, this family has been hardworking for the entire time we have known them. Having watched my father go thru a battle for a little less than a year fighting the big C I know 1st hand how brutal health changes are. Then watching my mother throw herself into life for the next year and to suffer her own life changing health scare at the end, brings it crashing into reality a reminder how fragile we are.

So often life is taken for granted, we don’t tell or show our loved ones we love them and appreciate them until something tragic grabs our attention and then, like this and me, got me thinking.. what if and how would I cope? No idea is the honest answer, I would like to say I would be fine and would cope and all this type of things, but nobody really knows how strong they are until they have to be.

Time to work smarter, not harder.. But what..? or how.. I miss home time with my wife and the family, on the other hand I do enjoy my day job because of the people I meet and help on a daily basis.

Whilst this is in my mind and fresh, off to get ready for the next 5 days on the road and in the truck..

Society demands, some things we may agree on and probably just as much that we don’t agree on. But who or what is this society that demands we do certain things or how we dress? Possibly the same people when in your day to day conversation, when you say things like – they say.. or it is said that if…

You know the one, they say that this or that is bad for your health, or they say that if you travel to fast you will not be able to breath. Who are the ‘they’? People back in the day when cars first came on the scene said if you went over 10mph you would not be able to breath! But that’s another story,

So where did this post start, cannot remember to be honest, but what I do remember just recently there was uproar when a mother allowed her son to go to nursery in his favorite dress, princess dress or a similar fancy outfit. there was another one more recent along the same line, the haters and moaners of course will start its wrong type statements, which makes me wonder if these are the same people that have something against gay lesbian or transgender people. Now I was brought up in a bible loving home and there are parts that imply cross dressing and gay activities are bad in the eyes of God, I know people that are not normal as the haters will call it but then on the other side these people are human! Why should society dictate who my friends are?

Ah just remembered something, couple of weeks ago there was a documentary on TV about people that dress up as dogs, it was rather strange to get our heads round, it was sad to see that one couple had split because of the mans desire to dress and behave like a dog plain to see the sadness in the womans face. Brings me to another one, couple of years ago there was another program that probably horrified people that was normal and that was adults dressing up as babies. define normal…?

Society demands that woman covers her chest, men do not have to, why? In some African countries it is the norm that women and men cover the same parts of their bodies and leave open the top half.

OK last one, if a man wears a skirt and calls it a kilt, is that wrong, or is there some major difference between the skirt and kilt that I have missed?

Everyone deserves to be loved,

Until next time then 🙂

Ah the age old argument of mental health, the good, bad or worse that is the mind.  It is easy to dismiss it as all in the mind and say things like get over it but the harsh reality there is problems and places in the mind we just don’t understand.

This is not I am having a bad day type of thing, this is a real struggle where your mind does not know which way to turn or if there is another day to start again let alone light at the end of the tunnel. When heavy depression kicks in sometimes there is no hope in the mind but a friend and a hug does good things, a helping hand or voice just to listen. I don’t pretend to even know the depths of depression but have sampled it in the past and now most of the time I can climb out of it before it grabs hold. I have a mind that I can say bounces back from most downtimes pretty quick, until this last week when I sprained my ankle and still trying to get the positive flow back into full swing.

This started this morning when I saw a post on Facebook from a friend on the subject this morning about depression and suicide. Now, suicide is easy to claim that this is the cowards way out, really? Nope have to disagree, when your mind is on such a downward spiral that you cannot see the way forward, you cannot see that somewhere somehow there is a future for you and you are actually worth something, something to you or your family but you are so far gone that you truthfully believe the people around you will be better off without you. Hence a word and a hug from someone often works or is at least a start.

An example, not to far ago there was a plane crash, it is believed that the pilot flew the plane into the ground to commit suicide, despite the overwhelming desire to hate the pilot for what he did and yes the brutal truth is he committed mass murder in the process he could see or hear nothing past his own mind and what he ‘needed’ to do. The flight crash investigation concluded he would not have even heard the banging on the cockpit door trying to get his attention. It was a sad day beyond words for families and the aviation world.

Just a thought, depression is evil, the dark side of the mind that is very powerful, so the next time someone says I am depressed, don’t bite back with some pull yourself together sentence, offer a shoulder to lean on and a friendly ear.

You might be surprised,