My Second Post (Eventually I will get more creative)

I faciliate a support group for long-distance caregivers.  This group is yet another example of how wonderful it can be when a group of women get together to exchange stories, support one another and make each other laugh or cry.  (The group is open to men AND women, but it only has women right now.)  We often talk about the need to take care of ourselves, set limits, reinforce boundaries, etc…  This is particularly difficult for caregivers whose parent(s) were not the most loving and caring during the years they were parenting.  Lots of ambivalent feelings get in the way and prevent the caregiver from establishing healthy disengagement.  The members of my support group are great at helping one another develop buffers and boundaries.  One of the members shared a favorite saying that helps with this tricky dilemma.  She heard it from a farmer:  “Not My Pig, Not My Farm.”  I laughed so hard!  I want to needlepoint a pillow!

I’ll write more later, but thought you might enjoy this now.

My First Post

I am not sure what to do or how to do it, but I showed up and am writing.  I can edit later.

We are back from our visit to see Grandma and Grandpa.  It is difficult to watch two people who were so vibrant age and slow down.  You would think it is easier for me given I work in the field of geriatrics.  But it is possibly more challenging.  I know the options and consequences.  I wish it were different but I cannot change a thing.  Patience and acceptance is required and we know how easy that is for me!