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Memory Triggers…

Every now and then, I’d have a few minutes to myself when my husband and mother-in-law were sleeping, and I’d indulge myself and escape into happy moments of the past. This behavior began one day when I went into my home office to write in my journal. I was bored with...

Losing Yourself In a Daisy

I don’t think anyone has written—or could ever write—a book entitled “Caregiving Can Be Fun!” It’s damned hard work, that’s both emotionally draining and rewarding. The best some of us can hope for is a person who’s good tempered and appreciative of your efforts....

WHAT IF?

What have I done? As if I was the only one that had anything to do with it. The diagnosis was Stage 1A lung cancer; the prescribed treatment was to remove the center lobe of the right side and in a few months go back and remove a few little pieces on the left side....

Little Escapes From Caregiving

Well here I am again—in Paris—settling into my luxury suite—on the Left Bank—with a view of the Eiffel Tower—at sunset—in late September—and everything is FREE! Okay—you might not fancy Paris. Instead, imagine yourself lazing on a white pearly sand beach in Hawaii, or...

Spouse or Caregiver?

Husband? Wife? Caregiver?  When we take our vows, “In sickness and in health,” how often do we really consider the implications? There a no guarantees or caveats offered when we marry. A perfectly healthy spouse one day, can become a person who needs constant care the...