Honor Your Parents
Guest post by Sarah McCormick “I really hate that I am such a burden on you.” My oldest daughter chimed in, “Grandma, quit saying that. You are not a burden!…
Guest post by Sarah McCormick “I really hate that I am such a burden on you.” My oldest daughter chimed in, “Grandma, quit saying that. You are not a burden!…
One summer when I worked in ICU, a prolonged heat wave swept the Mid-South, keeping actual temperatures above 100° for fifteen days straight. During that time, the air conditioner went…
Guest post by Patsy Bowden McCrory After thirty-five years of teaching, I retired in 2008 to care for my mother-in-law who had acute lymphoblastic leukemia. We had one afternoon to…
I recently appeared as a guest on a program called Invisible Condition where I talked about my mom’s being misdiagnosed with Alzheimer’s. As it turned out, she had a treatable…
Guest post by Alison van Schie There she sat, tightly clutching her handbag on her lap, observing life in the common area of her nursing home. Occasionally she offered an…
My husband and I had just checked into the hotel where we would stay for three nights when one of our sitters called. “Something’s wrong with your mom,” Joan said.…