That’s my wife. I am always failing her. She carries the weight of the world on her shoulders and is disabled with constant physical pain on top of it. If she catches me make a small mistake or doing something in a way that she wouldn’t do it, it’s like the world is collapsing around her. I don’t blame. I love fully. The situation is hard for me but nowhere near as hard as life has been for her. I never want to part, yet am regularly reminded how much easier life would be for her if she could be on her own without having anyone around to worry about.