I guess I got used to blogging while Glen was ill. I told myself it was for all of those who wanted to know how he was doing. I now know that it was for me as well... that "writer's gene" I got from Dad misses having a way to sort through what's going on by putting it into words and seeing it on paper... er... screen....
And so I start my own journey with my own blog. It's been a bit over two months since Glen died.. a heartbeat ago, and a lifetime. Some days I start to feel like things are ok, others I just want the world to go away and leave me alone for a while. Some days I'm the outgoing Katie I know (or sort of anyway), other days I adore whoever the genius was that invented caller ID.
Glen's dementia was causing issues for our family for at least 5 years before his death. The last two years were spent demanding a diagnosis and of course eventually being a full time caregiver... a single word that means nurse, finance manager, household manager,chauffer.. that was my life. And that was fine. But then in the blink of an eye.. it was all gone. I have no "template" for this phase of my life, it's not something I've been planning on since I was little.. and so I must figure it out one step at a time, one day at a time.
There will be a difference in this blog.. I will be writing mostly for myself, to help me map my own steps. But it will also be public... those who are interested are welcome to follow this journey. Perhaps those who have similar journies will feel less alone. Or will feel like they want to share what's worked for them. The blog.. like Katie.. will always be a work in progress.
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