Who have you not heard from in a while?

The practice nurse who ran the bloods rather than telling me to take a supplement.

My buddy. Four lines on a Sunday night and it is quietly the most reliable thing in my week.

The practice nurse who ran the bloods rather than telling me to take a supplement.

Somebody I look after was kind to me, which is the wrong way round and I noticed.

My daughter, who asked how I was and then actually waited for the answer.

My sister, who has said nothing about any of it and I have decided that is her being kind.

My sister, who has said nothing about any of it and I have decided that is her being kind.

Somebody in this circle replied to my first post within an hour. They will not remember. I do.

A colleague covered for me on a bad day and never mentioned it again.

A colleague covered for me on a bad day and never mentioned it again.

A member here messaged to ask if I was all right because my journal had gone quiet. I had not realised anyone would notice.

A stranger held a door and I nearly wept, which tells you what sort of week it has been.

My sister, who has said nothing about any of it and I have decided that is her being kind.

Honestly it has been a lonely fortnight. Reading this box is most of my social life at the moment.