You know, just as much as he is a roller coaster, so am I. At times, I am eased by a level of understanding that there truly is nothing else that I could be doing and that I've read countless articles and stories of people with symptoms that match our situation to a t. It helps to know that there is something causing this and that he isn't choosing to be this way, I guess... If that makes sense. But we will spend entire days visiting with him and I sit beside him and pray as hard as I can that today he might tell me he loves me or hold my hand or kiss my forehead like he used to. I want him to run back to the car to get in one more kiss before he goes to work. I wish someone could tell me that everything will be okay and that we will love again like we did just a few short weeks ago. Today I feel an emptiness. One day at a time... But today, I'm not okay. Today it hurts.
Post Edited (MissME) : 1/27/2016 5:26:04 PM (GMT-7)