Posting, or "Writers Block".

Posting, or "Writers Block"?

That is the question.

I ask this question, because I haven't been posting to my Personal Journal as assiduously as I used to. One of the things I would do while caring for Claudia, was to put into writing things that happened to me or to Claudia or to both of us. I did so as a form of therapy. Of course I loved taking care of Claudia as much as I loved her.

One of the sad things that happened during Claudia's long illness and decline in health, was the fact that friends and relatives quit coming to visit, just as we quit trying to go visit friends and family. There were reasons for that, one of which was that people hated to see the deterioration taking place, and because they hated seeing it, they avoided it. In addition, people were uncomfortable and were unable to voice their feelings, or were afraid too.
The other problem was that Claudia was unable to walk and climb stairs, and because of that we couldn't visit peoples homes. She was using an electric scooter, then an electric wheelchair, neither of which could climb stairs. In fact, for a long time it was impossible to go into doctor's offices, stores, restaurants, and other public venues because a person in a wheelchair or scooter couldn't get in the building. Forget going into high rise buildings unless the elevators were big enough to allow a scooter or wheelchair to enter. Many airports did not have elevators, they had escalators. Have you ever tried to take an escalator using a wheelchair, scooter, or even crutches? It is virtually impossible.

With all of the above problems, do you wonder that people confined in such conveyances are bitter and angry? Believe me, as one who has had to take care of a handicapped person, it is heartbreaking. Is it any wonder that the folks with these restrictions fall into vicious fits of depression and want to commit suicide?

I am here to tell you that I admired my Claudia right to the end of her life, because she met life head on with love, determination, and bravery in spite of all the challenges she had to overcome. She gave me a wonderful gift of her love, and the gift of a child as wonderful as she is.

I miss her with all my heart and I always will.

May she rest in peace by the side of God in Heaven.

Written in Love;
Victor Winebrenner.

"(C) Copyright by Victor Winebrenner"