I feel her end is near. I fear her end is near.
She will not accept help. She will not listen to anyone but him.
He is killing her slowly. She is killing herself slowly.
She is allowing it. I can’t stop it.
I can’t save her. She doesn’t want to be saved.
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I can’t even imagine the exhaustion and the frustration you must feel of not being able to change things. I hope the love of your family and grandchildren help you to get through each day. Love you and think about you often…