Yesterday afternoon was rough for me.
I was spotting throughout the day, not like its been ~ spotting one day, two days go by and I spot again. This was all day. Dr. G said this would happen, but I felt scared.
Hard to admit that I felt scared. I’m the one that takes things on the chin. My pain threshold is through the roof. I know how to suck it up and keep on going.
Taking in the love and care, the generosity and support of my partner and my friends is hard ~ brings tears to my eyes.
I’ve always been the caregiver, and I’m good at it. No, wait, I’m great at it.
David’s in his 12th year of Parkinson’s and there are times when his challenges need me to take care of him while I’m working full-time, running errands, taking care of the house and still be able to bring a smile to his face, letting him know that everything’s going to be alright.
Now, it’s my turn. I heard this line while watching Suzanne Grace dance to Letting Yourself Be Loved ~ “we all need to be touched through the heart.”
Yes, it’s time for me to be touched through the heart on this new journey of mine. I hope you will be, too.
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