The middle of the night is when it is so hard for me. My adult AD does not live here, thank goodness, because I could never detach and be under the same roof. And I must say that she appears to be on the right road with her recovery, even though it's been a very long road. But still, in the middle of the night, I often just wake up wondering how she is. The daytime is easier as far as keeping busy.
Does anyone else find the nighttime to be so so hard sometimes?