The Care Compass

The time has come to tell my story and to open my heart. Its been a crazy four years with my parents care. I have learned so much. I have learned about senior living and I have learned about myself. I never knew the true definition of care. I now truly know what the word care means. I could never have imagined deep love. I have loved before. Not like this, love is a deep well that never ends and always there is the light shining through. The smile, the laugh, the touch, the wink, the hand held tightly, fingers wrapped and never letting go. It is the unspoken thanks you-s and the tears behind the fears. It is the angels that surround you and the breath, and the kiss that seem like the first kiss and the last kiss at the very same time. It's appreciating each moment, each second, each day, each sunset, each nightfall, each song, each memory in a brand new way. It is life appreciated and a life of gratitude that we are together. I have stepped outside myself for this journey, I actually stepped away from my life, yet I dove in without question, inside this world I never knew called parents and child love. It has been extraordinary and many of you have been by my side for the ride. Thank you.

So many days and nights I would talk to myself inside my head, questions, no answers, no one to talk to, no where to turn. My Dad's Cancer, my uncle's Parkinson's, my mom's Alzheimer's and her stroke, the uphill battle to keep them together, the journey thru home health and hospice, hospitals and assisted living, caregivers and therapists, doctors and heroes. My friends that sang to my parents, those that came by to say hello, those that sat in the hospital next to me, and said close your eyes, rest, I've got this and knew when I was ready to fall. Each mountain; insurance, Medicare, long term health, feeding tubes, oxygen, wheelchairs and walkers, medical supplies, transportation and days to just cherish another milestone - birthday, anniversary, and new year.

Lately I have been compelled to share. I'm heading back on the radio. To create a podcast for other me-s. Other children my age whose parents are aging and need help. I wish someone, anyone would have given me some direction or help. I have been my own compass and guide. If I can help even one person not have the tears I shed, or the sleepless nights, and the fears I endured, then I have gifted my journey and shared that little light. I now want to share what I've learned and open doors and ease hearts in anyway that I can. It's an extraordinary journey. This thing called Life.

My new Podcast "The Caring Compass" The Aging Parent's Survival Guide, will launch next week. If you would like to be a sponsor, or a guest please reach out to me directly. If you are on this journey and you have a question, feel free to reach out. Anything that I can share or anyway that I can help, I have reached the top of the mountain and I can say, this is how you climb.

For those looking for miracles, my mom is back with my Dad. Yes, I moved her in on Wednesday. She fought her way back to him. (For those that remember; two years ago she spent months in the hospital - unable to move, walk, or to talk) she was in limbo and we would talk to her and whisper in her ear trusting she was inside. Her love for my dad brought her home. This week, the miracle, Now she has returned. She’s walking, and talking, laughing, and hugging, and she can tell you she loves you. That’s the power my parents have together. When she came through the door, she kept saying; Oh God! Thank You! Thank You! Thank You! Oh God! Thank You! There wasn't a dry eye in the house, the entire facility was crying happy tears. It is a path, it is a journey, it is one step and then the next. Hold my hand and I will walk with you. Steady and together we will stand. See the light, it's there, ….just one step forward. Yes! …. and together we will walk towards love.