 What
is it? Can I catch it? Is it safe to touch him/her? That
is what most people think when they hear the words, HIV/AIDS. When I hear those words I think of a person who I know, and who I have grown to love as an added member of my family. You see, for the past 17 months I have shared my mums house with a special person whom I shall always care for, as he has shown me that there is much more to life than boybands, magazines and boyfriends, although they come a very close second (only joking). He
has made me realise that every day lived is to be cherished, as nobody knows what is around the corner. I have realised that petty fights with my brothers and sister rate o when it comes down to thinking .... What is around the corner. Will I be around for another day, week or month? Nobody really knows, which is why I am glad I have had the chance to share my life with this person. I mean, who knows what is out there? Life can be cruel sometimes which is why you have to take what life offers you, no matter how terrible, and just think to yourself this is my life and I was given this life for a reason. Over
the last 17 months I have watched this person go from bad to worse. Every day it seemed that there was something wrong with him, and all I could do was sit back and watch. It is terrible to see someone you care for go through so much pain and heartache, but saying that, time has gone by and, even though miracles have not occurred, things have got better. There
have been times when I wished that I could separate him from this part of my life because I know that one day this person, whom I care for, will not be around for me to talk to or ask advice. That brings tears to my eyes because I think Why? Why should this person have to go? I
can say now that knowing this person has been the best thing that has happened to me, because it has made my relationship with my family stronger. He has made me realise that HIV is just a word. I mean, I know that you cannot catch it by touching or sharing cups, even my little brother knows that , but you will always get someone who will treat you differently.... someone who has not shared their life with a person who has HIV. At least I can say now, with my head held high, that I have, and I am honoured to have had the pleasure of sharing it with who I have, and if I had the chance of living the last 17 months all over again, I would, and I would not change a single day. I
will end now by saying thank you to that special person. Thank you for sharing your life with those who are your family now. (name
and address supplied) |