Sometime between 8:30 and 9:30 p.m. each evening, my mom and I help my dad sit on the edge of his bed for a few minutes. After raising the top of the hospital bed in his bedroom, I generally lean…
Lessons from the Heart of a Hospice Caregiver
I’m staring at this blank box on the screen into which I’m supposed to type inspirational, soul-stirring, life-changing words. I’m wondering how, when I feel so stripped of the ability to “have it all together,” I’m supposed to create even…
I Am Grateful for the Day That Never Was
“Any regrets I may have over that which I have lost are swallowed up in relief over that which I have escaped.” ~Unknown That quotation has been my annual “mantra” on August 9th. However, I take it one step further…
Listening to the Tomatoes
I should have seen it coming when my mother named the tomato plants this year. When my parents’ friend Jack brought my mother six plants for the patio, she got that look in her eye, and by the next morning,…
For My AMAZING Single Friends
By now it’s old news that I am living in my parents’ home and assisting with their care. They are actually still quite independent in many areas, so I’m more the “in-house, on-call” person! It has been a joy to…