Posts Tagged ‘caregiving’

Lots of crazy things happened while I was caring for my Mom – some of them really, really good, and some of them not so good at all. Words were said that can never be taken back. But through it all, my sisters and I are agreed that “we lived her dying just as we…

I admit it. I hid the bell. I deep-sixed it in a basket full of towels way in the back of the closet in the guest bedroom, where I knew my mother couldn’t go to look for it, since it was far more than 20 steps from her deathbed. It was a little brass bell…