Walking Our Son Home
Guest post by Sarah B. Hampshire “Can I buy a new pony toy? That cloud looks like a swan. Can Dad record the songs I want at my funeral?” Our…
Guest post by Sarah B. Hampshire “Can I buy a new pony toy? That cloud looks like a swan. Can Dad record the songs I want at my funeral?” Our…
I wound through narrow aisles packed with customers at the beauty supply shop. As I browsed hair products, an irritated voice on the next aisle made me cringe. Someone must…
Guest post by Lana Christian “I’d like to talk with you about your son,” the school principal said on the other end of my phone. “I think he may need…
I feared Christmas would never be the same again after my mom developed a neurological condition called normal pressure hydrocephalus. Even though she made an amazing turnaround following a shunt…
Guest post by Diana Derringer I stood in front of my husband’s walker as he began his daily exercises. He did the hard work while I served as prompter and…
If you’ve been caregiving for any amount of time, you know what a roller coaster ride it can be. Yet we experience many rewards. I cared for my mom for…