Reading Breathe by Joyce Carol Oates was a book I knew I needed to read once Jan was diagnosed. Despite the possibility that the book would trigger negative memories, I finally read Breathe. It was what I needed to read at this point in my journey. Ms. Oates wrote the book in 2019 after her husband, Charlie Gross, died. The novel is a story of love, loss, and loneliness. These are topics that I write about on this blog.
Groundhog Day
Most days since Jan died are so similar to the previous day that I feel like I am living the same day repeatedly, like Phil Connors in Groundhog Day. It’s not that every day is identical. It is more that each is so similar that it is difficult to distinguish one from the other. This week, I felt it was a day later than it was. Is today Friday or Saturday?
Every day was unique and special when Jan worked in treatment from home. Will I ever have days like that again?
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