As I was travelling on this often lonely and invisible caregiving journey, the focus was always on my husband and very few ever asked about me. I often felt as though my thoughts and feelings had to be swept under the rug.
I remember a counselor once said, “So Rosalyn, what are you going to do if you don’t move out of Vancouver?”
That had been a desire of mine, because up to that point it had been over five years living in BC’s lower mainland with nothing to show for that time. In that conversation, there was nothing said about my husband looking at different work options.
I am a person too with wants and needs, emotions, questions and dreams.
Feeling like I was being swept under the rug was hard to deal with as I realized I am important too and that feeling of being alone when another person was around was often hard to deal with.