Light at end of Tunnel

Sometimes in caregiving, as in life, it seems one's challenges are lasting forever, but, always, there is light at the end of the tunnel.  For me, it took 2 years before I felt even remotely myself again, after the death of my husband from dementia.  I needed that time to heal.  Everyday now is an improvement.  I promise you:  there is light at the end of the tunnel.