Finding the love

How in the midst of darkness, can we find comfort?   How in the midst of darkness, can we touch base with the light?  Sometimes when we are in the depths of despair that light can be so very, very hard to find, most especially if we have been traumatised and gone through the very real and common experience of being ignored, sidelined or misunderstood, or found ourselves repeatedly a victim of the shallow, insensitive comment.

Last weekend I was asked to attend a lunch with an old family friend.  I was little wary because in the past she has never really shown much sensitivity to me.  At the lunch three times she told me how tired I was looking (well yes, I have just been through five weeks of radiotherapy for breast cancer) and how if I didn’t put on some weight soon, I would get really sick.  I sat there and…