Life is not fair. It is not fair that I got to go to university which was paid for by me generous parents. It is not fair that we have all the things that we have, and there are so many others who have so little. It is not fair that our honest, hard working and reliable domestic worker (Ethel) lost her other job due to a criminal duping her to allow them into the house. Life is not fair, but what we have (our things and circumstances) are what we have.

The only way I can make sense of it is in the same way as the bible story of the gold talents – what we do with what we have is more important than exactly what we have. Do I journey well with what we have? Sometimes. I hope (maybe plan is a better word) to be able to look back and see that I did amazing things with the extremely privileged circumstances that we have. I hope to have changed people, to have given my art to the world, and to have journeyed well with what I have been given.