I'd do it all again

There are few things that I like quite as much as words, and among my favourite things are words that paint a picture. In the spirit of the hell I'm experiencing at the moment, I thought I'd post a few of my favourite uplifting ones in the next few days:

"She got her pleasure in small things - in Coronation Street, in white pudding suppers, in Abba songs, and in horrifically violent horror films. Her favourite film in her last years was Saw III, in fact. But most of all, she got her pleasure from knowing she had looked after her family. And she did that better than anyone I know. She was absolutely consistent in being loving and caring and kind, and when she was dying I thanked her for everything she had done for me, and she said – it was almost the last thing she said to me – "I’d do it all again.""

This one is from Johann Hari, a British journalist whose blog I enjoy, on the occasion of his grandmother's funeral. You can read his whole speech here.