Grace is now struggling and remains in bed, and I cling to any remaining connection between us—a kiss, holding her hand, or eye contact. Every moment counts, and I want
I arrived to see Grace yesterday morning, and she didn’t seem well. She wouldn’t look me in the eye, and I suspected she was in pain.
Today, I moved Grace’s things to her new room. It’s much more comfortable to work in. Now, I just need to move the photos across. Time to Myself I realize
Saying Sorry to Grace I spent most of the afternoon with Grace yesterday, apologizing for how I’m struggling with our connection. I feel so sorry for her; it’s not her
Mamma Mia with Grace Last night, I took Grace to see Mamma Mia at the Nieuwe Luxor Theatre in Rotterdam. Oddly, all the songs were in Dutch. This is something
Reflecting on the Year It’s Christmas Eve, and I feel deeply optimistic. I have friends near and far, and I am so fortunate to have met and continue to know
Breakfast in Bed with Grace I’m still tired but feeling more relaxed. I’m realizing that I need to switch off a bit. I’ve paused my writing and Spanish learning for
A new website and blog is coming called ThinkingofGrace.com. The title says it all—Grace will never be forgotten. It's about the next chapter of David's life.
Grace Not Happy in the Living Room Last night, I spoke at length with a nurse after Grace was brought to bed early, around 6:30 PM. Apparently, Grace seemed uncomfortable
My Sleeping Patterns Are Awful I was awake at 5:00 AM and about to get up, but instead, I slept in until 9:00 AM. I’m so glad I did; I
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