Moving on
By AMY SHANKLAND Sandwiched Two weeks ago, I was taking clothes out of the dryer and hanging them up or folding them. I began to hum a song that had…
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To my siblings and friends
By AMY SHANKLAND Sandwiched To My Siblings, Losing our mother has been one of the hardest things I’ve ever faced in my life. But Mark and Vicky, having you both…
Hope and happiness
By AMY SHANKLAND Sandwiched It’s been three weeks since my mom’s funeral, and I’m surprised that most of my memories of the day are happy ones. This was completely unexpected,…
Most people are good
By AMY SHANKLAND Sandwiched It’s easy to feel like so many people are just, well … evil. Especially with what is being done to the poor people of Ukraine and…
Lost
By AMY SHANKLAND Sandwiched Dear Readers, I’m sad to say that I am no longer a member of the sandwich generation. My mother passed away peacefully on Monday, April 4….
I just want to see my mama!
By AMY SHANKLAND Sandwiched All righty, this week we’re back to a Sandwich Generation topic. I’m sharing my frustration about the forces that have kept me from my mama these…
This neighborhood has lost its Princess
By AMY SHANKLAND Sandwiched I’ve wanted to write this column for a few weeks, but I needed to make certain I wouldn’t become a sobbing, sliding down-to-the-floor mess as I…
Helping children with “adulting”
By AMY SHANKLAND Sandwiched I don’t often write about the other piece of “bread” in the sandwich generation – children. As a reminder, the definition of a sandwich generation member…
Basement memories
By AMY SHANKLAND Sandwiched As we sat in our basement last Sunday morning around 3:30 a.m. thanks to tornado warnings, I couldn’t help remembering another basement from long ago. My…
Role reversal
By AMY SHANKLAND Sandwiched When someone asks me what is the hardest part of being in the sandwich generation, I immediately reply “the role reversal.” After decades of your mother…