There was something about today, I could smell it when I walked out of the door this morning. A smell of warmth and summer. As I drove to our regular morning breakfast meetup I became aware that I was getting “me” back. I have been a carer, a comforter, nurse, therapist, chauffeur, provider, head cook and bottle washer for so long I had almost forgotten that “me” had become eclipsed. That was no fault of Worth’s, he did everything he could to make life normal, but these things happen and I can understand how people find it hard to bear. The hard bit is letting it go without feeling disloyal.
Groovy Word of the day: hanker