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Shared story: How caregiving has affirmed for me a simple truth
“Your time is valuable. Share it!” Advice I wouldn’t have expected to read. Truth I’ve discovered again and again—especially now that I’m a caregiver.
Shared story: I can honestly say I’ve been blessed through it all
First my wife and today my dad. I never would have expected these caregiving duties—or the blessings that came because of them.
‘Open hands’ . . . a picture of hope, a strategy for life
Holding tight to the past is not a strategy that brings peace. I learned an important lesson from a caregiver friend.
Facing myself and our life. Am I in denial about being in denial?
“It’s easy to stay in denial,” I admitted to him with quivering voice when he gave us the test results that day. And it’s still easy. Even easier, I’m deciding, to be in denial about being in denial.
Shared story: I’m just as committed now as I was 50 years ago
I wrote this poem the night Howard gave me a beautiful diamond, more than 50 years ago. I’m as committed to him today as I was then.
It was a big step for me finally to wear the label caregiver
I was a caretaker two years before I was willing publicly to wear the label. Today I’m thinking about what taking that step has accomplished for me.