He asks, “Where are you going?” And I softly remind him that it is MY hiking day. Rich and I have talked about this. It isn’t that I don’t want to be with him. But watching him sleep and waiting for him to awaken is not something I can do each day without some relief.… Continue reading Where are you going?
I’m am ‘hoping’ that this latest two set backs that Rich has had are only that. Setbacks. This morning things hit a snag of sorts. He discovered that he had ‘dribbled’ or leaked all the way from the bedroom to the bathroom. I was busy making coffee and hadn’t realized it. Morris who is the… Continue reading Hope or Hopeless