By Sherry Parnell I Don’t Want To Let My Mother Go
For many, they see a hand, wrinkled and old, limp and lying still. For me, I see the hand that…
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By Jennifer Ross Dementia is Stealing My Mother Away and I Miss Her So Much
I miss my mom. The things I miss about her surprise me. I miss how easily she put an elaborate…
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By Kerstin Lindquist 6 Coping Strategies For the Extra-Stressed Sandwich Generation
While the nation discusses what will become of the children this fall, others wonder what will become of their grandparents.…
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By Brynn Burger Dear Aging Parents, Please Don’t Keep Things From Us
In a single day recently, I found out my dad had been admitted to the hospital and my mom had…
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By Christine Banks The Father I Knew is Already Gone, But I’m Not Ready to Say Goodbye
My father is gone, but he hasn't died. His situation is purgatory—what many families experience when someone they love suffers…
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By Lauren Dykovitz Even Though My Mom Can’t Remember Me, She Knows Me
When I tell someone my mom has Alzheimer’s, the first thing they usually ask is, “Does she know who you…
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My Dad Stepped Up When Mom Got Sick
I got a text from my dad one day that had a picture of two cans of Manwich and he…
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I’ll Hold My Mother’s Hands as Long as I Can
These are the hands that held me as I took my first breaths. The hands that fed me and changed…
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By Jenny Albers Please Don’t Leave Me Yet, Mom
The sound of my phone startled me as I started down a dirt path in search of momentary solitude. I…
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My Parents Are Aging and I Worry
I woke suddenly in the wee hours of the morning, unsure if it was the pounding thunder that had startled…
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By Whitney Fleming I’m in the Sandwich Generation—and I’m Exhausted
"Maybe you can do it after soccer season?" I actually said these words out loud. To my mom. About her…
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By Vicki Bahr Cherishing Our Bonus Time As My Mother Fades Away
When we were kids, it was that magical time after dinner when the fireflies were just beginning to dance and…
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