Part I ~ For richer for poorer
One of the many facets of Marriage within Chronic illness.
During this year, with my husband, we celebrated 30 years of marriage. We didn’t anticipate the limitations now ever-present, we hadn’t even thought about that when we first married. We were young, naive, having fun (and learning about disagreement) and preoccupied with our life getting to know each other.
Pacing ~ in theory, she laughed!
Harsh words were spoken directly into my understairs cupboard this afternoon. Why? You may well ask.
We’ve had rather unexpected snow here. And on sleepily glancing out to the garden, I saw the poor birdies as they pecked away at a frozen bird bath of sorts, the standby is a pre-loved frisbee.
Cranberry seas & other mishaps
Having ME/cfs can have the effect of making one incredibly clumsy. Walking into door frames, dropping things is not unusual. And as you may have read in an earlier post, Colour for the mind & magnet brakes , I once crashed into a Cotoneaster on a rare scooter outing.