Little Blessings

As many of you know I’ve returned home this weekend from my trip down to London in UCLH. The week was filled with ups and downs and my mood hasn’t been at its best at times, its hard to face the reality of being ill. Each week I spend there its starts to feel a little more like my second home, I know to some that may sound depressing but for me it means that I feel comfortable there, I finally feel like my voice is being heard and that I can move forward without having to look back. I recognise the staff, doctors and nurses that never fail to make you feel happier and show true compassion and care, it means more than I think they’ll ever realise. As I rode the train back towards home I thought of all the people I’ve met along this journey, the wonderful girls that have shared the little four bed ward with me, the fact that you feel as if you’ve known each other your whole life because everything is put into focus for you. I’ll never forget any of the people I’ve shared those few nights with, those are conversations and memories I’ll hold onto for a life time. As soon as I got home I turned on my phone to reply to the messages I’d got from my friends, half way across the country and I realised how wrong I am to think that I’m lonely, I may not have the same relationships one would consider normal for a teenager, but the ones I do have I wouldn’t change for the world. The kinds of relationships and friendships I now form are so much stronger, the way I laugh with my mum, play with my brother and how much more I hold onto my dad’s hugs. My friends mean the world to me, the ones that weren't worth it have walked away and I’m so much better for it. True blessings come from the hardest of places.

Love to you all

Hope