I had a horrible day. Everything just seemed to go wrong. I spent a good portion of the day in tears and although I know that Bob noticed several times, he said nothing, nor offered comfort. His empathy button has been broken for quite awhile.
Maybe its just stress, maybe its this horrible feeling of being so alone these days. But I cried-- alot. And I had no control over it.
I really miss my husband. I dont know how to explain that. He is sitting less then 5 feet from me staring at the floor as he has every evening for the past month or so and yet he is so far out of reach he may as well be in another country.
Have I said I really miss my Husband? I so hate this disease.