My mission since Burt’s diagnosis [the big scary dx] more than 4 years ago has been to protect him. Of course. That’s it. I have pinpointed my malaise. I can’t fix this as one of the prompts in my grief writing support group put it. That phrase sums up my frustration in the most succinctContinue reading “To care and protect”
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It’s never too late
The jingle about Jello Instant Pudding® is running through my head right now, but honestly this is a serious post about a serious question. The other night, Burt, in the midst of his confusion, was lamenting how “sick” he feels. My response was to tell him that whatever was bothering him, hurting him and upsettingContinue reading “It’s never too late”
Should’ve
When you came home from a walk and said you were lost on 5th Avenue, I was worried. When you told me you had experienced double vision, I worried again. I should have asked you how you felt. Your worry was unspoken but deeply felt. I should have said I’m worried, but you matter. IfContinue reading “Should’ve”
Focus on the upside
It may be harder to keep a focus on love and kindness as your pwd’s world unravels. Burt is less of who he was in our every daily interaction. I hear wild stories about his many wives. He tells me of his safe-but-crazy rides in “his car” with a group of friends by way of encouragingContinue reading “Focus on the upside”
this is our life 