Post surgery and in recovery for my prostate Cancer operation I was lost.

I had no direction, all avenues seemed blocked, dark clouds hung over my head.

One rainy night I walked Wine Street, up and down past the door 5 times I remember, until I found the courage to push the door open and go in, uncertain as to what I would find.

What I found behind that door.


Where there had been despair I found hope.

Where there had been loneliness I found companionship and friendship the likes of which I had never experienced before.

Where there had been uncertainty and doubt I found confidence in the future.

Where there had been a dark cloud I was surrounded by rays of light.


One timid and uncertain push on a door opened a whole new world of optimism, friendship and enduring hope.