Dearest Ann I wrote a very long message to you on my Kindle and lost it at the very end. Wrote a shorter response before leaving for doc's appointment, and that too got lost in the ether. So...
starting afresh...
You have absolutely nothing to feel guilty about. You are one extraordinary lady and have cared for your dear husband through such a distressing time. Now the time is right for both of you to receive the best professional help available to you. Your husband will be well cared for. His needs will be met by people who have chosen to work with residents suffering with dementia. You will be free to visit as often as you wish. The time shared will be stress-free. You will return home refreshed, and you will, in time, bless the tranquility of your home. Us lot are right here for you. Please continue to update us. Please, never be afraid to open your heart to us. You matter. We care.
He has done it! The toolmakers son has resigned!
This would under normal circumstances be headline news
“We start school too early in the UK!”


[café]
and much love xxx



) and it seems to have settled her burnt skin. The children’s expectance of how she looks is amazing although they did tell her she looks like Charlie Brown because she has just one piece of hair in the middle of her forehead, their right she does. It’s her acceptance of how she looks that is truly amazing. Army son is still limping and due for another stint at the new forces rehab centre. I’m in a quandary about weather to do some housework or go back to sleep. That’s the problem with waking so early I’m exhausted by the time most people are getting up. Catch up with you all later, I promise I won’t just waffle on when I do.