I
am a widow, at least that is what it feels like. I am so sad and so
lonely.
I
have just been lurking on Facebook and I am envious. I saw all the
comments and pictures of what wives and girlfriends got for
Valentine's. I got the same thing for Valentine's that I got for my
birthday – nothing. Did you notice? All the above sentences start
with the word “I”.
Then
there was a picture of the ladies in jazzerise at my church. I would
be in that picture if I could get away a couple more times a week. I
would also be in book club.
Yes,
I realize James and I are really lucky, Alzheimerwise. He can still
go places with me. He is easy to get along with – most of the
time. He was mad at me 4 times this week; for no reason. I asked
him one time why he was mad at me – he said he did not know. Some
how it did not devastate me the way it would have a few years ago; I
am becoming blunt. I think his anger is due to some medicine they
are changing out.
I
get out one and a half days a week. I play dominoes for half a day
on most Mondays. On most Thursdays I spend the day painting with
some old friends. It costs from 50.00 to 90.00 each time, but it has
been worth every penny of it. The ladies who stay with him are
really wonderful people.
We
are really lucky. I wonder about my friend Judy and her husband.
She still has to work and leave her Jim by himself. How much longer
can she do that? Yes, I am very lucky and should not be moaning and
groaning about my situation.
And
our children are so good to us. I could not get through this life
without them. How long can they hold out?
So
that is all. Don't know if I will post this or not.
