This captures something rarely talked about in caregiver stories: how the act of keeping life moving forward can be its own form of medicine. The triangle you built wasnt' just a logistics system, it was a framework that let grief and normalcy coexist without demanding one override the other. I remembermy own version of this when a family member went through extended treatment, how having those predictable anchors made the unpredictable less suffocating.
Thanks yet again for the comment. You see things even I do not think of but that are probably indeed part of what kept me going along. I hope others are seeing the story. More to come. I’m at least 5 chapters ahead of this so I do know where it seems to be going. Sadly in the reality of the moment I do know where it ended at least In part.
This captures something rarely talked about in caregiver stories: how the act of keeping life moving forward can be its own form of medicine. The triangle you built wasnt' just a logistics system, it was a framework that let grief and normalcy coexist without demanding one override the other. I remembermy own version of this when a family member went through extended treatment, how having those predictable anchors made the unpredictable less suffocating.
Thanks yet again for the comment. You see things even I do not think of but that are probably indeed part of what kept me going along. I hope others are seeing the story. More to come. I’m at least 5 chapters ahead of this so I do know where it seems to be going. Sadly in the reality of the moment I do know where it ended at least In part.