In the dark moments I imagine being a carer like a long walk in the darkness. I can see figures beside me, in front of me and behind me. I dont know these people but just knowing that I am not alone gives me the strength to continue.
This journey will end some day but I wont be the same person I was when we started. I will be older, worn and wise in a way I never wanted to be. But I know that holding the hand of the person I love and walking was all I could do. For me, not walking with them was NEVER an option. So I keep walking fueled by love and the memories of the past. Im glad I can only see a little way ahead. I only focus on the next few steps. Eventually we will get to the light and we will say goodbye.
Im feeling so strange tonight, and no, alcohol is not involved. I feel so melancholy. Too much time to think today. To all you TPers out there keep walking and stay strong. We need each other so much. Thanks for being there.
You have described it perfectly. Thank you all my TP friends.