One tough lady
By AMY SHANKLAND Sandwiched If you heard some whooping and hollering last Tuesday morning, it was probably me. Yes, y’all (my friend Cindy from the south has rubbed off on…
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Tug of war
By AMY SHANKLAND Sandwiched I woke up last Tuesday morning with a sigh of relief. I had finally gotten a good night’s sleep. I had tossed and turned the previous…
And then there were two
By AMY SHANKLAND Sandwiched I’ve mostly written about my mother in this column, and I’ve appreciated my readers’ love and support these last three years. Hopefully we’ve all helped one…
Worried? Stressed? Get busy!
By AMY SHANKLAND Sandwiched Last Saturday I volunteered for the morning shift at Agape Therapeutic Riding Center’s Mane Event horse show in Cicero. If you’ve never been there, by the…
Missing shoes
By AMY SHANKLAND Sandwiched Sandwich Generation – a generation of people, typically in their thirties or forties, responsible for bringing up their own children and for the care of their…
Gratitude in the Sandwich Generation
By AMY SHANKLAND Sandwiched I know it’s the middle of August and we’re still a few months away from Thanksgiving. But my heart has been overflowing with gratitude lately. I…
You are not the King or Queen of Mistakes
By AMY SHANKLAND Sandwiched I met a colleague last Thursday morning at Noble Coffee and Tea. I hadn’t seen this gal in a couple of years due to the pandemic….
Putting a stop to those UTIs
By AMY SHANKLAND Sandwiched Just when I thought I had encountered everything perimenopause could throw at me, it decided to surprise me once again this year. As I’ve mentioned before,…
It’s just a thing
By AMY SHANKLAND Sandwiched My son Jonathon, his friend Ayden, and I spent the day at one of my happy places last Saturday – Lake of the Woods in Bremen,…
Please steal this idea!
By AMY SHANKLAND Sandwiched On New Year’s Day in 2020, I was relaxing and thinking about how I’d like to celebrate turning 50 in August. Not even dreaming of what…