National Family Caregivers Month has ended, and for the estimated 40 million family caregivers in the United States, the personal journey of caring for our loved ones continues. When I first entered into the world of family caregiving I was nearly 40 years of age, and unprepared for the life changing events which would take place over the course of the next 14 years. Caregiving became a rite of passage and role reversal as I stepped into the parental role of caring for Dad when his health began to decline. The struggle was real, and often bittersweet as we navigated through dad's various illnesses, living arrangements, doctors appointments, multiple medications and countless emergency room visits. Dad passed a few weeks before Christmas 8 years ago this week after a valiant and courageous 14 year battle with multiple illnesses. As a tribute to my Dad during this holiday season, I want to give thanks for all of the blessings and victories we experienced together during our very special journey. I am thankful that God gave my Dad 14 years more of life than his doctors anticipated. I am thankful that I had precious, dedicated time to spend with my Dad and listen to his life stories, experiences and wisdom. I am thankful that Dad was blessed to have wonderful, compassionate doctors who cared for him with uncompromising integrity and tender hearts. I am thankful that my Dad taught us to love others unconditionally, and to care for those who are unable to care for themselves. I am thankful that he was my dad, and most of all, I am thankful that he lived long enough to receive Jesus into his heart as his Lord and Savior at the ripe old age of 83. Caregivers, thank you for all you do to care for those you love. Your collective voices are being heard and you are loved and not forgotten.
Blessings
Matthew 25:40
