If you have ever been a caregiver, you understand the stress that comes with it. As long as I can still draw a breath, I will care for them, but what will happen after that? Who will care for them, or if I push myself too hard, who will care for me?
Fortunately, several years ago I found I could use writing as a stress reliever. If you've read any of my stories, especially the shorts, you've seen an emphasis on love and loss. When I can put those emotions down on paper, it helps me deal with them on a personal level.
Normally the two of them can get around pretty well on their own and take care of the basics, but the last several weeks have been tough. The most frail one picked up a nasty virus that left her bed-ridden. My days have been consumed with her care, and today is the first time I've had a chance to write as she slowly improves. It's only a blog post, but hopefully I'll be able to think about my stories once again.
For those who may be interested, I'm working on the second novella in my first series. When I'll get it finished is anyone's guess, but I'll keep plugging along. It'll be done when it's done.
Thanks for reading.
You are to be lauded for your sweet spirit. I have empathy with you as I went through the same thing for about three years until our mothers passed.
ReplyDeleteIt is wonderful you find some solace in writing. Not only do you find some stress relief, you also are able to produce tales that those you don't know can find some stress relief as well when they read your work. I think you have a superior attitude.
Thanks Jerry! Some days are harder than others, but I wouldn't have it any other way.
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