How do you begin to explain the pain of watching someone you love slowly die? That’s hard to read, I know! It’s hard to write too.
Year after year. Birthdays, Christmas’, family get together’s. Each and everyone making this disease and his deterioration more visible.
An elephant in the room but he joke’s to ease the pain, yet he’s the one suffering most.
Eyesight, coordination, movement, balance, self-care, freedom.
A man that’s loved by so many, everyone’s friend, full of excitement for life.
No cure, no treatment, no chance, no hope.
Why him? Why then? Why us? Why this?
No cure… Why not?
It’s there, somewhere. It has to be. Doesn’t it?
To those that hold the key
Please keep searching.
My brave hero. I love you.
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