The thrill of life

I lived very enriching experiences this week-end and learnt a great lesson. Anin is still fighting and his wife and us spent as much time as possible with him. Tonight, I met some people from the Association Franco-Indienne and it was very interesting to listen to them speaking Bengali and to see how a different culture deals with diseases and hope. It was a real cultural experience. Indian people are amazing. I think they are right when they say that medecine is not an exact science and that the mental support you can provide somebody with can make a real difference in his recovery. I have been feeling really powerless this last week but I finally understood and accepted the fact that being strong and keeping up hopes is the best and only way we have to help Anin. As long as there is hope, there is life. And as long as there is life, there is hope.

I don't know what life has in store for us but this hardship is definitely bringing us closer to each other and is making us stronger as well. We all have a different way to deal with this and I'm extremely grateful to my friends in the US and here in France for helping me going through this. Another good thing is that since saturday night, I sleep without taking any relaxant.
This week I have to start catching up with all the lectures I attended without being mentally present (don't remember a single word...) because school is going on.

Finally, if you think your life is messed up, you should see mine tonight... ;) But this week-end I realized that, even in the most difficult moments, life is full of unexpected hours of happiness. You just have to seize them and dream of more. I keep going and learning.