Another of those nights, where she claims to have seen someone in the backyard, flashing a light up into the window. Her imagination is getting good, but truth is, no one was in the backyard. At worse it was the idiot behind us, driving into his driveway and the headlights played across the window.
Still it gnaws at her, makes her think someone is there. Told her she should call me, but her answer is that you never know who these people are, and it could be dangerous. Like I’d confront them? Nope, I’d call the cops, and yet she won’t buzz me.
It is hard to come up with the right response, especially first thing in the morning, when you haven’t had your coffee yet. But then, that is part of caregiving, being on your toes at an instant’s notice, to handle a situation.
You have to reassure her, to keep her calm or it’ll fester all day and worse, into the night and next day. This isn’t easy and I am running out of answers.