I feel like life has changed, deeply and irrevocably. I acknowledge this could be personal to me, on account of my husband being ill. I can't say for sure, but I don't think it is, or rather, it's additional. Like the change has occurred and my husband is diagnosed in the new world or situation or time frame.
I have been thinking about this awhile and it's been really productive. For example, I know we're not going back to anything I would consider normal. I know I am essentially irrelevant, meaning the world belongs to the younger people.
I also realize their world is not my world. They have to live in their world and they're better equipped for it than I am.
I feel the "brick by brick" work is essentially done. I don't like the containment, but this is my major point - it's not built for me, but for the people coming up, who are different than I am.
I see I have to let my kids go, to grapple with their lives and figure it out as they go along.
Looking in the opposite direction, I better understand, people who went before me. Maybe they tried to tell me or maybe they didn't. I understand either way. Flip a coin!
Do you have a similar sense?
Yes, exactly that. I’m accepting of this yet still feel relevant, a duty to continue to carve out a space, a path, a role for me, here. To remain connected. A purpose. But things have changed at the core, yes.