Excellent post on the benefits of being a caregiver. I know I’m thankful for the opportunity I had to be Mama’s primary caregiver and I’m grateful for the time we had together. I learned a lot of valuable lessons and I learned a lot about myself in ways that would have been impossible in any other situation.
It was a gift from her to me, although neither of us realized it at the time. The day is coming when we’ll both be able to look back and I’ll be able to thank her. Soon I hope.
“For everything there is a season.” From the book of Ecclesiastes, there is “…a time for every activity under heaven“. This is true, but for caregivers, time seems to stand still. Day after day, month after month, season after season nothing much changes. Our lives seem to drift slowly away, dissipating with the time we spend caring for those we love. The tasks are heavy and each twenty-four hours is, the same day with a different name. Our experience is similar to those of actor Bill Murray’s character in the movie, “Groundhog Day”? Murray was doomed to live the same predictable day, over and over again until he got it right. He was stuck for days in the same town, doing the same thing day after, livelong day. It made for a humorous movie, but for caregivers of Alzheimer’s patients, perpetual, predictable days are the norm…
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Thanks for reposting. Your words and comments on caring for your mother, brought tears to my eyes. Caregivers identify with other caregivers. God bless you as you remember your mother!
You’re welcome, Ray. We indeed identify with each other as caregivers of loved ones in a very familial and understanding way. May God bless you through your journey.