It’s a very interesting thing, this, to me – how readers of this diary interpret and read the meaning into my posts.
Those that know me see and know that everything I write these days is with a wink and a smile, but with a point. I do want to highlight the lives of those that are paralysed, as of course thats what I have no choice but to lead…
But… and it’s a big but ( sometimes a big butt ) other people may well read solemnity and ‘ ranting ‘ into my posts.
Having never ‘ ranted ‘ once, via blog or in person, it’s been a realisation that it’s the mood/ personality/ predisposition/ mental state of the reader that actually determines the interpretation, rather or irrespective of how I write it. People with ‘hang up’s ‘or self pity will feel that in my posts, whereas people who actually know me will see me smiling as I write, with the ingrained determination to make the best of a situation that is in me.
Those ‘ lucky few’ that have paired with me in kayak and endurance events will know my ‘ spirit’ more than anyone.
‘ Rant’ over ( he wrote with a smile, for the sake of the less happy )