How do you describe a colour to someone who has never been able to see?
A strange way to start an article, a philosophical question. The relevance will be revealed later but as to the question, I don’t know. I’m sure that there is some empathetic way that some specialist or another could answer the question but I will remain, for now, none the wiser.
My previous two articles briefly covered my injury and my inability to cope until fairly recently. The reason I am writing about something so deeply personal is because of an aim I am hoping to achieve. When I had hit rock bottom, medical and legal bills had made me, sorry us (my wife whom I had left in 2008 stuck by me and nursed me through the hardships), penniless the Royal British Legion stepped in and helped us. I vowed that I would repay the kindness and decided (a New Year’s Resolution of all things!) that I would do a sponsored walk to raise money for them. I also promised them that I would write about it and needed to write the articles, describing my past, in order for some context.
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