There is a grief that comes with watching a parent fade that is almost impossible to explain unless you have lived it. It is the grief of losing someone who is still sitting right in front of you. You look at their face, the face you have known for all of your life, and they…
Tag: caregiving
My Dad, My Hero
There is deep tenderness in becoming the strength for someone who once was yours. I was told that when I came into this world, my father was especially glad that the baby placed into his arms was a little girl. I have often pictured that moment in my mind, my father looking down at me…
