We go through difficult times to make us stronger-
But how can I go on & continue any longer?
I wake up exhausted & go to bed the same-
Sometimes I think I’m going insane.
His needs are growing & multiplying each day-
No, there is no time for me to play.
He is my life, my very existence with him-
Is growing faint as we both try to win.
Win this alzheimers battle with life ebbing away-
Trying to stay together no matter what others say.
Our lives continue to be a true maze-
I can’t imagine what he is thinking these days.
He talks about Uncle Bill, Cub Scouts & his Dad-
He talks for one to six hours – it is so sad-
Do I listen – no not very much anymore-
I go into the bedroom & close the door.
I don’t know how he goes on- endurance is his game-
I just wish that his strong spirit would keep him the same.
That is not to be, so I have found out-
Lord, give me strength to go on & not pout.