I haven't been myself lately.
I haven't felt like doing much beyond getting up and going to work.
Four-and-a-half years have passed since Tom died. His 58th birthday would have been Nov. 2.
Sometimes I can't believe he's gone. I don't think I'm depressed, but maybe I am. It's all catching up with me.
I've held the fort for so long, and now it feels like my psychological and emotional walls are caving in.
Continue reading Caregiver Chronicles: The Art of Gratefulness.
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