As I said yesterday, three things had upset me when I got home from counseling.
Let me tell you what they were:
- I had heard that Canadian rock star Kim Mitchell suffered a major heart attack. He appears to be able to survive, but in that single moment upon learning of this news I felt great sadness. Rob and I used to love to listen to the music of Kim Mitchell and groove out at his concerts.
- I received a letter that stated that the mother of a friend of mine had passed away. She was 91 when she died and had led a pretty good life. It was my friend I was/am more concerned about. Like me, he has Cerebral Palsy. In addition to this, he also has an intellectual disability and lives in a group home in Markham. Also like me, my friend was very close to his mother and relied upon the many types of support that she gave him.
- On Facebook I learned that another friend of mine was getting a divorce from her husband of only a year. I won't get into many details, but my friend has said that her husband became aggressive towards her. Because my friend has a disability (Muscular Dystrophy), she never told anybody about what was happening between them. She didn't want to be "any trouble" to anyone - meaning that she knew that if her husband left her it would follow that her family and friends would have to jump in and help her with her daily needs.