A lucky bloke

My moods have been up and down lately, and I haven't been anywhere near my emails for a couple of weeks. Well I looked today and found a fortnight-old message from a close friend in North Wales. As usual the words were full of wisdom and kindness. Mr X from North Wales, I am so glad that you and she found each other.
I am so lucky that all my closest people are such good ones. I often wonder why these exceptional people want to be friends with a grumpy old spastic like me. I'm sure I don't really understand why, but I am so glad that they do. Although my daily circumstances are challenging, my inner happiness is at a level that I never even dared dream of. I am lucky.