Staying strong is not easy,and i have remained strong now for eight months,and for several years before,but its all becoming untenable,i am consumed with anxiety dealing with so much legal jargon,i swear i will end up with a breakdown,it is continuous and unrelenting.There is only so much one can take,especially when its not your forte,The reams of papers/letters/taxes is impossible to understand,of course my solicitor and accountant do as much as they can,but the ultimate decisions are personal and are mine alone,so basically i am beyond help,or i need a labotomy.
David was an extremely clever and accomplished man and i miss his advice ,and any troubles he would sort out for me,gosh do i miss him.
I know if i get through all of this ,all i want is a simple life.
Of course life will always throw up obstacles,but they are generally managable and not soul destroying.
If David knew what i'm going through he would have made it all much simpler,but he did'nt know he was going to be struck down with such a cruel disease.
But saying all this,i have a home,and i have food on the table,and i am grateful for what i do have,even if at times i dont appear to appreciate these things.
Life goes on,and life is worth any struggles we might encounter,and there is an end to anquish,and there is a new beginning.
Throughout good times and bad my faith has pulled me through,I am not overly religious,but i do believe in a greater power.