Caregiving is in and of itself rewarding in every way. You learn a lot about a persons life; how they lived in the “good old days!” They teach you many of life’s lessons. Between history, cooking, gardening (if you catch on) all this is a blessing. They learn from you this new world of technology. Staying safe online of course; but most of all staying in touch with family. The hardest part may be when you’re no longer needed. This independent old timer just can’t be defeated. For me I’d say the hardest part is when they die. True this is part of the journey of this life. Still it’s never easy to say goodbye. There’s a just a hope that knowing that are so loved on the other side.
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GenXer Shamrocker ☘️ (
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- Category: Reflection
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Excellent write
Thank you Tony
You're welcome
Again a most well written poem. I have to say I am a fan of your poetic style that blends free style with rhyme.
Thank you so much! I love your work too
One of the hardest professions, takes a special person to undertake the job, a lovely write
Can be very tough at times. Thank you so much
You are very welcome
Love it, my friend. You really do get to the heart of who a caregiver is. Wonderful job! 🌹👏
Thank you Tristian
You are most welcome!
A fine write GS.
I can't say I care for KP. My daily words to her are: 'I don't care, my dear!' Ohh, I'm horrible to her. lol.
Be nice Orchiee lol
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