The Light Returns

The winter solstice is one of my favourite days of the year.  The return of the sun is a positive.

Today my brother and I waited for the consultant who we were told wanted to speak to us about options for my mother’s treatment. At 5pm we were given apologies and told that she wouldn’t be coming to the ward until tomorrow.  

I went for an evening walk through the crowds on Regent Street and Piccadilly and finally unleashed a few tears.