There is a balance between being a good caregiver and being a good care-receiver. As a care-receiver we have a responsibility to do whatever we can to take care of ourselves as much as possible
I hate needles! One would think that after having had breast cancer, coronary artery disease, two hip replacements, and a hysterectomy I would be cured from this fear of needles. When I went to my
Thad and I recently celebrated our 50th wedding anniversary. We spent a quiet day as he was recovering from a second shoulder surgery. While they say the 50th is celebrated by exchanging items of Gold,
As grandparents we love our grandchildren and spending time with them is fun if a bit exhausting and trying. Not long ago Thad and I got to spend six days taking care of them and
We live in a society that fosters independence and fear of becoming involved. We’ve all seen on the news where sometimes a good Samaritan finds themselves blamed for their involvement. So we shy away from
How often during your struggles with medical mayhem have you wanted to just give up? How often did you say the words “I’m done! I can’t do it anymore!” And when we do manage to
There is a story about a man who falls in a hole and calls out to multiple people up above for help. Several people simply pass on by. One passersby briefly offers some unhelpful solutions
As a planner I have a strong tendency to anticipate, figure out all the possibilities and plan for every outcome. This summer was no different. But you can’t anticipate the unexpected. I could not have
How’s you balance? I’m not talking about walking on a balance beam. Rather, how do you balance the myriad of things to do in the array of areas that make up your life? I don’t
Faith believes when common sense tells you not to. Mixed with attitude which is the ability to see and maintain the positive amidst the medical mayhem; they infuse your world with the courage and strength
From the moment we are conceived we are in a relationship. An expectant mother loves her baby before she has even held the little life in her arms. She nurtures this child and the baby
This mother’s day has me reflecting on the kind of mother I have been and wondering if I was good enough, loving enough, smart enough, patient enough. As I reflect on my life, I find