Where is the love...

A lot has been going on and I am still trying to make life as normal as possible for myself. I heard it, but I honestly didn't believe that my life would come to a stand still. The crazy thing I learned is that majority of the caregivers in the world, is doing it alone. Not that they don't have immediate family members, just the fact that when it comes to helping an ailing family member, all of a sudden nobody has time, nor make time to help. 

I would normally try to write when I'm relaxing in bed, and now, I am falling asleep almost as soon as my head hit the pillow. I force myself to stay awake to write, I am coming to learn I need to give that up, because I was just messing up! 😅  

With all the alone time I have, I think about not having a support system the way I though I would have. When I say alone time, it's when I am in my bed, and in the morning before she gets up or when I finally have moments alone before going to bed. I truly feel for those who have an unsupported spouse. Yes, I have read so many post of the nonsupport or the separation because they could not handle it, and of course "I didn't sign up for this" prople.

People will get sick and there are those who may not get sick enough that they need help, but we are to help one another in need. Yet, we choose what type of help we are willing to give. Granted, I was thrown into this with my mother, or I should say blindsided with it. Of course, I will do what I need to do for her, but I learned very quickly how a crisis has no respect for your time. 

For us single people who wants a relationship, those dreams maybe dreams deferred. And if you are in a relationship and depending how supportive they are now, trust me this will be the ultimate test about their support. Thing is, at the end of the day, and you have no one to lean on, to encourage you or just hold you as you decompress, you realize just how alone you are in this journey as a caregiver to a LO (love one). Face it, nobody wants to be alone, but not everybody has the type of compassion one needs to make it through. 

 

Loniness is a b#$%!....