Half his life in the military and now it was over. He couldn’t even remember what happened all he knew was he woke up in a foreign hospital, blind.

Instantly his mind rushed to you, his wife of eleven years, you were home alone clueless that he was in such state. Would you even want him this way?

That was a month ago now and now he was home in Manchester for the second week. It was hard, a large shift, both him not seeing and not working. Both were important to a man like him.

He felt like a burden , having you take care of him. But he knew your Job as a therapist allowed for you to work at home with very flexible hours. Still he always was beside you.

His house, of which you had both lived in for six years, felt so familiar yet foreign . He recognised the layout by memory and the smell, yet he found himself bumping into things occasionally.