Constant Worry

I never thought I was a worrier.  And I wouldn't in regular circumstances consider myself a worry-er.  I don't stress over many things, but with this shift in roles of caring for my parent I think I have begun to worry more.  

I think this is also the part that is the hardest to explain to people who are not familiar with Alzheimers or caring for a parent.   But one friend told me that this worry is not unfounded because of love.  

And Love is what I have really focused on.  Even with my mom, dealing with her ups and downs, love is what I am right now.  Love is what  I can do.  Today.  One day at a time.

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