I have another son; from another mother and another father. He’s the brother of my own birth son; we first met when they were thirteen… or fourteen. We met him then, and afterwards we recognised him as brother of our son, brother of our daughter.
Many years passed. We may not see him for many months; we do not write, nor phone, nor text, nor message – nor does he. But when he comes home, we embrace – love him as our own. This evening he came home with our son. We went to the pub, what else would we do?
April 30th 2021 would’ve been Captain Tom Moore’s 101st birthday; in recognition and in remembrance of his achievement, a new challenge was announced by his family. They challenged ordinary folk to complete a hundred somethings to raise more funds for The Captain Tom Foundation – ‘whether you bake 100 cupcakes or walk 100 laps – help celebrate Captain Tom’s achievements.’ The official ‘Captain Tom 100’ has now finished, but I’ve challenged myself to write a 100 word blog each day for 100 days. I started on May 1st and when I complete my task, I’ll donate £100 to his Foundation.