But we are on vacation and it is time for dinner. I don’t know how my mind wandered all around like that. I gently wake my husband up. No matter how tired, no matter how long or short a nap he takes, no matter how well or how poorly he has slept, my husband always wakes up fully and he is always in a happy mood. He is so sweet natured that I want to kiss him. He might however, mistake this tender gesture, and we may never get to dinner. I remember that once upon a time that flattered and excited me. Two years before Shelley was diagnosed with terminal brain cancer, she had said to me in confidence: “Now that the lovemaking is over, I just want to be loved.” I had no idea what she was talking about. But now I just want to eat and sleep. I want to be taken care of, too.
Are you just as tired? Do you sometimes feel like YOU are the Amazon fulfillment center? ( with your kids? your spouse? your parents if they are still alive?) Do you crave pampering, too?