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Writer's pictureElin Adcock

Bloom

I pass this century plant on my daily walk. I have watched it bloom, then die slowly over these past 3 years. Now spawning pups, it is a daily reminder of how Iife continues, despite our losses.


It is difficult to remember in these times that everything we go through is temporary. There is nothing permanent, including our pain. Joy comes, and pain, and fear, and tenderness, and emptiness, and all are fleeting. I would remind myself of this almost daily, during our FTD/ ALS journey, and it is a constant thought now that my dear husband has passed.


This pain is temporary, this moment is, my exhaustion changes after a night’s sleep, relieved only temporarily before the day’s work and exhaustion hits again. Joy comes, and goes, as does the feeling of being loved, and the need to DO, and the need to rest.


Change is the only thing in my days that is guaranteed.


Wishing you all a little peace today 💞

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