Honestly sometimes hate has motivated as much as love. Nobility was lost in the mud long ago.
Maybe a lot of reasons have come and gone in 18 years?
A painting of a battered Don Quixote hangs in my bedroom. ... I think he would have understood.
Sharing the trial and error learned lessons of a MS spouse caregiver / carer about family, home care, and transition to the care facility era from 23 years of living with Multiple Sclerosis as a family ... a ‘warts and all’ picture of living with MS.
Ten years or so ago someone taught me that, whatever I felt, I had a right to feel it, whether or not anyone else understood. There is no right or wrong, black or white, just learning to accept those feelings and cope with whatever comes along. Once again, that man is teaching me by example--by being willing to bare his soul and help others by that sharing. I'm proud to call that man my friend, and my teacher. Hugs from one "Spice" to another, Red
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