The Rant Part: What was incomprehensible to me was that I had spent two years with someone who held such a completely different set of values from mine. Who I was, which included my journey, life choices and how I live today, busting my ass as a freelance writer, is so inextricably woven into the fabric of my identity. THIS IS WHO I AM! I have written and shouted it every single day to anyone in earshot for decades. Did she never hear me?
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Hi Jenny, What a tumultuous journey life throws us at times, and you certainly have been in the thick of it. I seemed to have missed several of these, however, catching up with your dad had me GULP. My folks are hitting the 80s, so I see the road ahead through your eyes. Thank you for sharing your stories. Sending you my best with extra strength. Hope to see you at the reunion???
Love to you,
Andrea
Thank you for sharing, Jenny. The sundowner part resonates with me when my mom had dementia after a massive stroke. I grew to hate late afternoons, because I knew what we were in store for in the nights. I would just hold my mom's hand to comfort her, or do her nails and play soothing sounds.