Before, I had been pouting because I did not feel loved. I complained about notbeing the center of attention. I walked irritable, dissatisfied and sad, saying evil of my life.
Then cames the cancer.
My life turned upside down. Now I was the center of attention and preoccupation.Emotions clashed, there was what I wanted, but at what price.
As would be better?Before, that I felt ignored, now that I know actually exist for them? In fact everything is relative ...
Anyway "what a beautiful life"