Caregiving over time created a 'black hole' into which disappeared the thoughts, feelings and passions of the caregiver.
Three fourths through this transitional year and unexpectedly that 'black hole' is beginning to reverse itself. Lost pieces of me are starting to come back.
Confusion is unsettling. Stoicism was my keystone of caregiving. Too often, I ‘feel’ like I am in an emotional rip current.
This was not in the plans.