(cont. from Part 14)
All that I am is a 47 year old woman who never really amounted to much except for leading a very different life to most.
I never made my fortune â€“ the streets were not paved with gold after all!
I never travelled the world â€“ I got as far as Greece which I suppose I should feel grateful for, it's further than most people ever got.
I didnâ€™t get to have a large family but I couldnâ€™t ask for a better one. I have a lot to be thankful for and I will never forget those who have it worse.
I'm middle aged and my achievements may not be all that I'd wished for but I made it so far -- ill or not!
The old saying is, â€œThe best is yet to come.â€ Well I sure hope so â€“ the last few years were not so great. I have scleroderma to thank for my illness and Raynaudâ€™s to thank for my inability to take money from my purse, open a door with a key and not being able to build a snowman.
Life is certainly an open book, a box of chocolates, a script waiting to be written! So whilst I wallow in and out of self pity, I'll give time for the rest of my life to unfold and hope that every chapter will be a new adventure for me instead of looking back to what has been and lamenting what could have been!
Thank you for allowing me to share my life with you. It ainâ€™t all bad after all.