Spent not a little time today thinking about Maureen and John and their current travails. I spoke to John last night concerning my sister's latest relapse, and it's obvious that on the roller coaster of their lives together the ride has hit an uncomfortable low. We can only hope that the current attempt at recuperation will succeed where others have failed.
Part of me wishes I could be back in Manchester trying to help in some unspecified way. Another part recognises that if I were there I'd most likely be watching helplessly from the sidelines.
They say Time is a healer. I wish he'd get on with it.
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