With Hub’s illness taking up much of my life, having to take care of him, along with having to work and trying to bring up my boys, it is hard to find a moment to myself, for myself. Oftentimes, those quiet moments to myself come during an early morning shower, a sudden middle-of-the-night awakening or on my drive to work, the hospital, someplace. Once upon a time, I felt guilty for trying to sneak a moment or two for myself, particularly when I was at home: I should want to spend as much time as possible with my husband and my kids. All good wives/mothers do, I thought. At times, I really felt like a horrible person for resenting any interruptions to my “me” time.
When my Hub became ill for the very first time, I gave up on my free time. Just gave it up. I needed to shoulder…
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