It's the IN BETWEEN TIMES that matter the most and that let life go on, for both of us. While he is preparing his breakfast, making the bed, grooming himself, preparing a salad for lunch, working on his collage art project, reading a book and having his afternoon coffee, going for a walk, eating his dinner, cleaning up the dishes, watching a movie on TV, reading before bedtime, holding hands as we fall asleep. These are the good times, the times that make life seem normal.
It's the OTHER TIMES that also matter and cause life to limp in fits and starts, for both of us. When he can't explain what he wants to say and language fails him, forgets which is the knife and which is the fork and how to use them, heads towards his pancakes with the salt instead of towards the hash browns, goes to take out the garbage and leaves it behind on his way out the door, sees 70 degrees on the outside thermometer as only a number isn't sure how to dress. These are the bad times, the times that make life seem a little crazy.
Such a delicate balance between the two.....I so admire you two for being able to achieve this.
ReplyDeleteLove you guys!
Linda,
ReplyDeleteDelicate, Yes! Sometimes I get dizzy:-D Thanks for posting. I appreciate your comments.