The Accidental Caregiver…#10

The Accidental Caregiver…#10

My mother’s sister and niece just flew in from Denmark, and their arrival has transformed my parents.  They came bearing gifts:  books, scarves, dessert plates, pajamas…kind of like Christmas in May for my parents.  Their injection of laughter, familiarity, interest,...
The Accidental Caregiver…#9

The Accidental Caregiver…#9

This morning a cacophony of sounds and images invaded my father’s brain as he came upstairs with a string of things to do, places to go, people to see and not one of them seeming to relate to the other.  I could hear my mother urging him to share his thoughts with me,...
The Accidental Caregiver…#8

The Accidental Caregiver…#8

I was excited to share with you details of the new raised garden beds we planted over the weekend, all the vegetables that are now being carefully watered and watched, and the joy of my parents when they realized one of their favorites, cauliflower, is among the...
The Accidental Caregiver…#7

The Accidental Caregiver…#7

Suspenders.  My father has decided he would like to wear suspenders, so we will be buying some today for him.  That notion hit him while we are doing other things and suddenly became the most important thing in the world.  For anyone passing us as we drove in the car,...
The Accidental Caregiver…#6

The Accidental Caregiver…#6

My mother jokes that she and my father have a game they play every day called ‘lost and found.’ It seems like just a few months ago, trying to find misplaced items used to stress them both out, but that’s changed.   They now see it as a game, and spend minutes, hours,...
The Accidental Caregiver…#5

The Accidental Caregiver…#5

I grew up hearing worms eat their way through eggshells, orange rinds, coffee grounds, apple peels and wilted lettuce right outside my window.  They make a humming sound that would lull me to sleep. My parents always had an impressive garden, and keeping it nurtured...