Big kate....leaving for good,!,,,,
Nine months, have passed since my darling husband had a stroke, I thought my world and his would dissolve into endless hours at the hospital, dreading each passing day not knowing if he would survive, walk, or talk again. We have returned to a life, different, difficult and at times heartbreaking, each day presents a new problem, sometimes I win sometimes I lose. The progress is slow, walking is tiring for him, talking is mumbled words, frustration on his part, he knows what he wants to say but can’t. As time passes we will make the best of each day, good or bad, the absence of friends is noted, only a few stay in touch now? It’s uneasy for others to understand that he is still the same man....needs friends..... Big Kate..my Albion printing press has gone, no doubt the first of many things to leave us, sad but necessary.