Gazebo

I missed so much a day like this, Am I on the way back to where I must be, to carry on fighting? I do not know, But at least I had the flavour again of a great day. The brain was busy with friends, distracted to not worry and think about any pain and to not hold any bad thought. Happy birthday to Wilf, and also happy day for all of us who come to his picnic party. We laughed, walked, played football. Thank you Wilf.