Fingers… reddened joints. swollen. painful. I’m caregiving again. To an elderly person with Rheumatoid Arthritis you might ask. I would answer, nope, just to my pre-teen son suffering an allergic reaction to some medication. Caregiving or at least worry includes a couple of sleepless nights checking often to make sure he’s still breathing. This activity … Continue reading Fingers and Single Parenting
"My stomach hurts." "I don't want to practice my saxophone anymore." "Can I have a friend come over? I’ll clean my room later." "What's for lunch?" These are pretty straight forward statements and questions. But not always an easy response. I've noticed that I have to pause a moment to think--and wish Carrie were here--about … Continue reading To Mom or Not to Mom?
The dishes need to be washed. Laundry is piled in front of the washer. My youngest, affectionately called "the boy" in this blog, normally a healthy child is sick again—three times in the last two months. And I’m still trying to finish painting the front room. Then I was asked how I’m adjusting to being a widower … Continue reading Widowered Father