Me Again?. Just sitting in the car in the homes car park after seeing Bridget. She has to be encouraged to turn and look at me but once she does she smiles. Probably at the smiling idiot man waving and smiling at her trying not to be sad.
I’ve lost so much. I would be so easy not to visit ( going for an inside visit tomorrow) but I believe I owe it to her in some way ( sorry getting a bit tearful now. Give me a moment). It’s the decline in her ability to communicate, her gait when standing and walking, the increase in vacancy. All put together suggests a question of how long can this carry on .
If she was bed bound with cancer but we could talk together about our lives, oh how different that would be. All the sadness would be there but we’d have each other still.
peter
I’ve lost so much. I would be so easy not to visit ( going for an inside visit tomorrow) but I believe I owe it to her in some way ( sorry getting a bit tearful now. Give me a moment). It’s the decline in her ability to communicate, her gait when standing and walking, the increase in vacancy. All put together suggests a question of how long can this carry on .
If she was bed bound with cancer but we could talk together about our lives, oh how different that would be. All the sadness would be there but we’d have each other still.
peter