Big kate....leaving for good,!,,,,
Letting go and accepting change!
Nine months have elapsed since my husband suffered a stroke. I believed that our world and his would disintegrate into endless hours at the hospital, filled with dread as each passing day brought uncertainty about his survival, ability to walk, or speak again. We have returned to a life that is altered, challenging, and at times, heart-wrenching. Each day presents new difficulties, and my victories and defeats are uncertain. His progress is gradual; walking is arduous for him, and his speech is reduced to indistinct mumbles, accompanied by frustration. He comprehends his desires but struggles to articulate them. As time passes, we will make the most of each day, regardless of its nature. The absence of friends is noticeable, and only a few remain in touch. It is unsettling for others to comprehend that he remains the same man—he still requires companionship.
Big Kate..my Albion printing press has gone, no doubt the first of many things to leave us, sad but necessary.




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