Back on track
The last week, as many of you living alongside dementia will acknowledge I'm sure, has been difficult but yesterday I could feel myself rising out of the dark and was hopeful for the future. Today I woke with a smile on my face and knew I'd beaten those demons all over again. I'm ok with the downs of this life now as I know they won't last and I think I actually like the challenge with the dark days certainly making me appreciate the brighter ones. So I woke with that smile and a renewed energy which got me through grocery shopping and then into the afternoon where we went out together to sort logs for the fire. The sun was shining as I handed Ash branches to reduce in size and then, when we'd finished that, he went back inside while I stayed to chop sticks and saw smaller bits of wood. We now have enough wood to last us a couple of weeks and then my very own chainsaw will be here. Can you tell I'm excited?