My mother will be 94 next month and husband Terry and I are her full time caregivers. Her physical health is good, but her memory is not. She can’t live alone.
So many of us—millions!—are caring for others—parents, spouses, children—who need our help. Whether that means full-time-in-your-home care, or checking-in-frequently care, or arranging for loving and competent “other” care, we are caregiving.
We have put some part of our “own” lives on hold to care for others. We are making a sacrifice.
It’s a blessing. It’s a burden. It’s a joy and a privilege, and it’s exhausting and expensive.
Much like raising children, which is caregiving on the other end of life, it’s hard.
Jesus, be my hands and my heart today. Help me to bear the “burden of the blessing” of loving and caring for others.
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