It’s the little things
Sandwiched After last week’s column filled with grumbles and grouchiness, an announcement from my mom’s assisted living facility was a welcome sight. They asked residents’ families and friends to drop…
Read MoreSandwiched After last week’s column filled with grumbles and grouchiness, an announcement from my mom’s assisted living facility was a welcome sight. They asked residents’ families and friends to drop…
Read MoreSandwiched COVID-19 has certainly wreaked havoc on our emotions. I know I’ve often felt sadness, confusion, and fear this year. Without my worry shelf and my faith, I’d be a…
Sandwiched When I will look back on 2020, I know that I, along with all of you, will shudder. The year not only brought COVID-19 and other challenges that rocked…
Sandwiched Alright, back to being serious. Today I’m giving a shout out to the heroes in long-term care facilities – specifically, my mother’s. For privacy reasons, I’ve never written my…
Sandwiched I lied to my mother last week. And I had the support of my family and friends to do it. Let’s rewind. I’ve shared with you all in past…
Sandwiched This pandemic has made me appreciate the employees at my mother’s assisted living facility now more than ever. They’ve been there to show her care, concern and love each…
Sandwiched Last week I wrote about reading glasses, one of the interesting, often amusing parts of being in the sandwich generation. At this age, I don’t leave home without them….
Sandwiched Back in the 70s and 80s, American Express liked to remind us to “don’t leave home without it” – their credit card, that is. As a middle-aged woman, I’ve…
Sandwiched It’s been a few months since I’ve written about my journey toward menopause, something many female sandwich generation members face due to our age. In fact, as I’ve mentioned…
Sandwiched As I shared last week, I had the chance to finally go into my mother’s assisted living apartment on Thursday, Oct. 1. I wasn’t prepared for what I saw…