Hey Everyone -
I have been thinking about this quietly. Made steps last week and now I am announcing it LOUDLY!
April 9th will be my final day at work.
It's been ten years and last Wednesday when I found myself deciding what to be between a wife or
a great company director, it was no problem for me to say wife. My company has been fabulous with its response and understanding every step of the way.
Its time to focus on our David as much as I can and with as much energy as I can.
The love bit is easy.
I have been afraid of letting you all know - until this minute, when a light sparked inside for me.
That this is what I am best to do right now.
That perhaps with less distraction and stress, our home environment will be a better one.
We know we are not able to reverse the illness. Perhaps, though, I can cushion, protect
and give as much security and comfort, that maybe as good as medicine.
To walk in the sun together instead of saying, here David, sit by the window and watch me
work on the laptop!!!
I will still need time to breathe, to be alone and to refuel. For that support I am truly
grateful. In fact, just having an hour this morning, while Judy shared coffee with David,
gave me the inspiration and pleasure to share this email with you all.
As with many things, I am not talking about this with David. He would not understand.
So, it could mean, because I will pretend to be working and perhaps my writing will earn attention!
I will be open for any easy adventures that I can embrace from home.
It's time and that feels great - which is a good feeling to have rather than the sadness and
fear I have been holding onto to.
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