With love, Grandma

With love, Grandma

I didn’t really realize it was issue. I mean there were signs here and there, but nobody can have it together all the time, especially when you are getting up there in age. I was so used to her calling me Chelsea that when it became a regular thing, I didn’t think...
What does caregiving feel like?

What does caregiving feel like?

When people talk about overcoming disease or disability to live an incredible life, so often the caregivers are left out of the story. Many caregivers don’t identify as caregivers — we’re so absorbed in the needs of whoever we’re caring for, we...
Papyrophobia

Papyrophobia

Nearly a decade after my father died, his last wife decided it was time to deal with his papers. Winnefred had had a stroke not long before she and my dad met, so soon he became her lover and live-in caretaker. He guided her walker around the Safeway while they...
My Mother’s Quiet Burden Was My Father’s Fading Mind

My Mother’s Quiet Burden Was My Father’s Fading Mind

My parents […] had just bought an apartment in Washington to be closer to me, so I could help with my father’s care. My mother claimed he was getting too hard for her to handle on her own, though I never saw it. Whenever I visited them in Florida, he was always...
Moved by Kim

Moved by Kim

When someone who needs help doesn’t accept it, you become infuriated, and then you become resigned. But when the consequences of their trespasses become your consequences and they just lie, ruin and avoid in the face of what has become your sacrifice, then hatred...