This coming Thursday, September 10th, would have been our 15th wedding anniversary. As I explained in My Ideal Partner, on September 11th, 2006, while others were commemorating 9/11, I was both anticipating and dreading my late husband Bill’s homecoming from the nursing home where he’d been recuperating from his first stroke. From this point forward, I would be caring for him on my own. Despite the training I’d received from the facility’s occupational therapist, I didn’t know if I was ready for this.
But as you’ll read in the book, after a few false starts, we got along fine for six years until he passed in October of 2012. The following poem, which appears at the end of the chapter where I describe Bill’s homecoming, illustrates how anticipation can be interrupted by necessary bodily functions. You can click the play button below the poem…
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