I heard the side conversations when I was first brought around.Not whispers exactly, but close enough. From friends, from people we both knew. “Be careful of that one.”“It’s probably not a good idea.”“The age gap’s not gonna work.”“You gotta be smart — think about why he’s really here.” I heard it all. And I tucked Read More …
Caregiving in the trenches means living in a world where just as you find your rhythm, trauma stacks on top of trauma. Things were starting to feel normal—as normal as life can be in caregiving, or life in the trenches, as we say in our world. The meds were under control, doctor’s appointments were happening Read More …
Our caregiving journey has been nothing like we expected. Two summers ago, we were standing under the Sistine Chapel ceiling, craning our necks to take it all in. Last summer, we were laughing over pizza in Amsterdam. This summer, I’m memorizing hospital hallways and medication schedules. Life flipped overnight, and we never saw it coming. Read More …
Caregiver burnout has an ugly truth no one talks about: The one person who stays? The one who shows up every day, wipes you, lifts you, feeds you, advocates for you, cries over you?That’s the one who often gets treated like the enemy. And that’s how caregiver burnout begins. Not the aides who clock in Read More …