What a wonderful idea. This has been one scarey ride and I guess we could all write a book on how our lives have been changed for the worse. But, there have also been positive things in the day-to-day motion of living. Conversations that we might not have had if this monster had not come into our lives. Understanding the strength of our loved one, and how they have grown because of what is happening to them. Realizing that we too, as caregivers, have grown. Begining to understand what is important and what is fluff. Being so very tired that you can't understand how to put one foot in front of the other and yet somehow finding the strength to do it. All of these little things can become blessings if we sit back and really look. Trying to replace the word "worry" with the word concern will seem silly to some, but it is also uplifting in a way. Worry denotes, frustration, fretfulness, whereas concern is something that we can cope with and work on.
As one who spent way to long "worrying", I find it much easier to be concerned.
Hopefully we can all look for the little things that can lift us up, my husband is now able to do this, and whatever the outcome, whatever we go through, at least we did it together.