Caretakers, God bless them. They show up. They work. They handle the hard stuff like nobody’s business. They repeat the process until they are no longer needed. I am grateful for the caretakers that have graced my life, yet so often they are overlooked. My rallying cry: REMEMBER THE CARETAKERS!* (*kinda like the Alamo) …
Caretaker
So many many times during our chemo days (yes, they were ours, not just mine, as Garry took on much of the weight of those days), I would look to my dear Husband, my new caretaker, and feel an overpowering love I have never felt in all our 32-years of marriage. A gentle, no-words-needed, constant …