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Letters to my Mama… Part 2
Posted on September 16, 2015 2 Comments
As hard as it is, sometimes it is harder to be away from you. I miss your connection to me I miss you knowing me when you are with me and that is hard, but when you aren’t with me I just miss you and I don’t know which is harder.
Grateful
Posted on May 28, 2015 Leave a Comment
One year ago I made my first post. I had been contemplating starting a blog and then I did. In that year since, I have posted 32 blogs, made a bunch of new friends and lived several lives all in just a short 52 weeks. I have dragged Martha over the countryside, across seas and […]
Tonight I showered you
Posted on January 23, 2015 1 Comment
Tonight you needed to shower. Your nurse hadn’t come this morning and you needed to shower. I got you undressed and left you to shower on your own. Usually you can and it is fine, a few minutes later you were back in your room getting dressed. I told you to stop, I could of […]
Losing yourself
Posted on December 15, 2014 Leave a Comment
I sat in the car and watched Mum push the trolley to its bay, she turned and started to walk back towards me. She turned without hesitation and I watched her closely. It was about twenty steps and she had taken at least ten. A car was pulling out and she stopped, if she hadn’t […]
The nature of the beast..
Posted on November 5, 2014 3 Comments
I have to believe that for every dark night, there is a brighter day… Following moments of happiness last night we delved into moments of true sadness and desperation this morning. Martha has spent the last twelve hours angry, agitated, frustrated.. Telling me how much of a stupid fucking bitch I am. One of the […]
A lot changes in three short weeks…
Posted on July 25, 2014 3 Comments
The past three weeks I have been off adventuring the world. It was an interesting time away and I learnt a lot about loneliness and alone-ness, but I will write more on that later. This is about Me, Martha and our journey with Alzheimers I am fortunate to have an amazing group of friends in […]
Me, Martha and Alzheimer's 