Saturday was a crummy day. Sunday was almost normal. Dementia is taking my dear husband away from me one day at a time...
Creating a journal page using miscellaneous items in my stash...this is how I feel today.
Magazine images; dyed teabags, scrap paper...
Somewhere along the way, I lost the month of June. Dealing with my husband's dementia has been challenging and exhausting. Should we sell our home and move to independent/assisted living - a very expensive option to say the least. After a lot of searching on the internet, I found a new adult daycare right here in my own town which opened up about 7 months ago. It's a wonderful place. I filled out the necessary paperwork; had his doctor sign off on the plan; TB shot and then held my breath the first day I dropped him off fearing he might not like the place/experience. I'm happy to say, he really likes it there. It's such a relief to have blocks of time all to myself. It's a bonus for him too - he's meeting new people, interacting, playing games, keeping busy. It's an absolute miracle.
I pulled out my little sketchbook this morning and played with pencil, continuous line drawing, colored pencils...a little portrait of who is anyone's guess - took about 15 minutes to do and gave me immense pleasure. What more could one ask?! My next plan is to pull out a much larger canvas and ENJOY!
