"You look healthy.
And by that I don't mean you look fat.
I mean your face isn't grey any more, the circles under your eyes aren't so dark. Your lips aren't cracked and dry and your hair isn't thinning and brittle. I mean you seem more focused when I talk to you, You actually look at me and listen rather than being so unable to stay still or think about anything other than your illness that your eyes dart around the room and you nod manically the whole time I'm speaking. You seem calmer, stiller, quieter. You're easier to have a joke with and you take things on board much more than you used to.
I mean you laugh now, you're less serious. There's life about you, it's in your eyes and your smile, it's in the way you speak and even in the way you go about your daily tasks.
You look healthy. You look happy. It really, really suits you."
"Grow up and get a hobby..." They said. "Get off that board, no one skateboards..." They said. Started in the mid 90s and still riding. Never drop your passion, leave your love, stop your drive - ride on.