Through the years, I have come to understand that Mother’s Day, oftentimes, encompasses a myriad of emotions. The dichotomy of immense joy coupled with unbelievable sadness and grief. It is a sacred space where mere words struggle to fill the void and can serve as a reminder of unfathomable anguish and represent immeasurable heartache. For …
End of Life
My caregiving season was unspeakably hard, but so worth it. I’m a changed person. I have memories with Mom I’ll never forget. I learned lessons I would not have learned otherwise. I have no regrets.
Whenever I struggle with end-of-life questions – whenever it feels like my disabilities are too much to handle – I think of a young woman named Kim.
Caregivers and friends of those with dementia have a responsibility to educate themselves on this condition.
Dementia strikes without regard for physical health or prior intelligence. This apparent randomness often creates fear and anxiety, and may cause friends and family to pull away from the affected individual.
Fear and dread about dying are widespread, even among Christians. Hospice is a port in the storm at the end of life.
Caregiving – whether for the elderly, ill or someone with special needs – is a largely thankless job. Don’t try to handle it alone.
Whether you give time, resources or acts of service, give it knowing that you are breathing life into someone who may be barely hanging on.
Caregivers are like anyone else: We hate asking for help or encouragement. But we really need it.
Many adult children find themselves facing tough decisions — and tough discussions — as they witness signs of their parents’ health failing.