Mourning the loss of our normal life.
It's been two and a half months since my husband had a stroke after heart valve repair surgery. I'm just now beginning to focus on the fact that husband is disabled. He might get close of normal eventually. But that's a long way off. I feel a little strange. I'm not exactly missing some of our life. The B26 bomber reunion in Ohio( husband is 66 we just got involved with WW two stuff), Halloween party we have every year. Worrying about husband leaving car lights on when far from home. Having a less busy life. But I feel something and I'm not sure what it is. Just unsettled feeling.