It has taken me a while but now I can look and think about things quietly.
One of the hardest things I had to learn was how to keep my mouth shut. This man was my friend and we shared everything. Slowly (oh so slowly) I learnt that to share could put him in a dark place.... so what am I trying to say here? Love the person, share the moments but please, please have some good people around who know you need to speak gently, freely and able to let things go.
btw... I had morning tea yesterday with a group of women (carers, past and present) it was noisy, funny and filled my heart.