It was 1990. I was 30 years old and everything was going to plan. No wife and no kids to hold me back. And neither would there ever be. My life would be lonely, yeah but that never bothered me a great deal. Then in October of that year i met Mandy. My life was going to change forever. We did everything together. No longer did i live for myself. In some ways i'm glad i met her and in other ways i'm not. I was prepared to live out my life as a hermit, but it didn't work out that way. I don't want to pass on my genes if i can help it.
Mandy is my best friend and there isn't anything i wouldn't do for her. I have learned to appreciate her company over the many years we've been together. She has shown how much i mean to her since my illness happened in 2013. Jon (my son) comes a close second.
Jon has proved what a great person he is on many occasions. He's 25 now and i have been missing for most of his childhood. That's probably what i regret most, but these things happen to us when we least expect it. We can't do anything about it. I wish we could.
It's been hard for me, but Mandy and Jon both try to help. So here i am with a wife and son. I never thought it would happen. My mind sometimes goes back to that day in 1990. It just goes to show you what can occur. Never assume anything in life, because it just won't happen the way you think it will. I remember those days at Blackburn Road in Barwell with affection. They were great days. I just wish i knew what lay in store.
I'll try not to make the same mistakes again. Living like this gives me plenty of time to think where i went wrong. I don't like to think too much. That's why i read books. Not all books have been great to read, though. Most have.
Most mornings are the same for me. I miss walking like crazy. Mandy doen't really like computers, but i do. It's changed over the years. Blogging is a great release. Bingo is a great release for Mandy. She'll need a holiday from me soon enough and, even rhough i don't have one she deserves hers.