Woke up early, around 6am, my mind filling with thoughts do I decided to get up. I started the day with pictures from my uncle Pierrot celebrating his birthday with family in France. I saw a glimpse of the partner of my little cousin Guillaume, she was wearing a bandana on her head. That reminded me that she has cancer and is probably undergoing chemotherapy at the moment. I hope it cures her and not make her life miserable until her death. Anytime I think of death, my mother comes to mind and tears start wetting my eyes. Such a powerful love that brings my raw emotions to surface. Love I had and I have plenty. I’m lucky to love and be loved by my wife Marion, daughters Eglantine and Eleanor, my sister Aurelie, my niece, my friends, my dog Ginger, even my dad (in his weird hurting way). I cherish that love any time I feel bad or low on morale.