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…
Read MoreBy 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…
Read MoreBy 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…
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…
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…
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…
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….
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,…
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,…
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…
By AMY SHANKLAND Sandwiched I’ve learned many things throughout my mother’s cancer journey. One is how wonderful palliative care can be for our loved ones. When Mom’s diagnosis was confirmed,…