What’s a chapter of your life you’d title “The Hard Years” — and what got you through it?
The obvious answer would be the journey I took with Burt once he was diagnosed with Lewy Body.
The journey, as it turns out, had so many positives. It brought out a side of me I hadn’t acknowledged before. The nurturer in me would flourish those five years.
While I couldn’t fix it, and yearned to, I could advocate. And care.
I could do what was best. I could give it my best. Never enough to fix what ailed us, but enough to make our life together the best it could be.
The journey during and through LBD powered our life with sincere, fiery intensity. There was joy in my caring.
There have been other times that I would call hard. The nearly year and a half since Burt’s passing has had hard moments, but I can’t say it’s been a hard year. I am fortunate to have had all the experiences my life has brought. Or is it wrought?
The times I have lived through it seems to me have been good years, on the personal, at any rate.
this is our life 
Watching you walk this journey with Burt has left a lasting impression of love, hope, and grace. You’ve been such an encouragement to me, love. May God richly bless you, along your journey, now that Burt is home… hugs
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