Articles by Amy Shankland

Sandwiched This will be my final column talking about the lessons I’ve learned from the death of my childhood best friend, also named Amy. Amy died unexpectedly less than a…

Sandwiched As I wrote last week, my childhood best friend, also named Amy, died unexpectedly just a few weeks ago. We were best friends from infancy until I was 16…

Sandwiched As I was eating lunch last Thursday, I saw a Facebook post that made me freeze in shock. My best friend from the time I was a baby until…

Sandwiched As many of you know, most of the time I focus on my mother for this column. But there’s another “slice” to the sandwich generation I don’t talk about…

Sandwiched I’m writing this on Wednesday, the day before I head up to Mishawaka, my hometown near South Bend, for a viewing for a dear friend’s mother. I had some…

Sandwiched The last thing any caregiver in the sandwich generation needs is a lack of sleep. But that’s precisely what I’ve been facing since February because I am approaching menopause….

Sandwiched I’m a happy gal today. I got to see my mother last Tuesday during one of her facility’s new “sunshine visits”! This took place outside in a tent with…

Sandwiched Most of us in the sandwich generation are, shall we say, middle aged. Definitions of middle age (or middle adulthood) vary but most of the time it means a…

Sandwiched If you’re in the sandwich generation like me, there’s a strong chance you’re a woman either approaching menopause or in the midst of it. As I’ve mentioned in this…