Tonight, Ed woke up from a nap. He saw me and started crying. A true, heartfelt cry. I went to him and asked what was wrong.
He said he wakes up sometimes and can't find me. He gets so scared when he can't find me and realizes he's alone and doesn't know where he is.
I try so hard not to cry in front of him. How can my heart take this?
He said he is scared of his confusion. I told him he can call me anytime and he said he doesn't remember how to use the phone. I held his hand. I kissed him. I told him everyone at the nursing home is there to keep him safe. I told him I loved him. He asked me to be with him more.
Within five minutes, his moment of reality was over. He was talking about meat tv???? I had to leave the room to finish my cry.
