Then and now
Thank you, everyone, for your support. I’m not sure there would have been a ‘now’ without my family, friends, colleagues, and the kindness and generosity of even complete strangers. And I know there would not have been one without this little girl. We had no idea how she would react to seeing me so altered after having been away for 7 months. We needn’t have worried (my apologies for my chipmunk voice!).
In the words of William Ernest Henley, who wrote Invictus after having an amputation himself:
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.