Having a rest

Peace and calm is all I wish for in life and this is such a time for me. He is in hospital. Something new this time. This is his second night there. I try and use times like this for rest and recuperation while I can. The nursing staff can be responsible for him and I can be free for a few days.

I know when he comes home I will be rushed off my feet with his needs and not have much time to myself. So I am hoping for a good night's sleep and to wake up in the morning feeling refreshed with a quietened mind.

Our home also seems to feel different. My Mum and I always thought he had a turbulent frenzied energy about him and we would notice the serenity when he was out of the house. That is still the case. I think he is a tortured soul.

For now, I feel safe and content in my space. Not sure how long that will last though, he will be home soon.

Peace.