Welcome to my Journey

People mean well, they really do.  Even thoughtless people and those who can’t relate to your situation.  I’ve only recognized this in hindsight.

So far most of what I’ve written to you about has been focused on the emotional and psychological responses that you may encounter as a family care partner.  Those visceral, internal struggles to be...

For a time, a long time, during my Dad’s illness I felt this immense pressure to be his savior. Perhaps I couldn’t save his life, but I could protect him from the “horrible” realities of the...

“Dad had just shared with us his diagnosis. I clearly remember looking around the kitchen table where we were assembled.  At Mom, my brother, his wife and then my own. If my face was a reflection of...

Until I was faced with the news that my father was dying, I’d not given much thought to the process or how, as a care partner, I could support him. Naively I assumed that since death was as much a...

It wasn’t until I was on the phone with my Dad’s chosen hospice provider that I realized that I was a “care partner”.  Fifteen months after diagnosis and it never occurred to me that this was my...