The time has come to tell my story and to open my heart. It’s been a crazy four years with my parents’ care. I have learned so much. I have learned about senior living and I have learned about myself. I never knew the true definition of care. I now truly know what the word care means.

I have stepped outside myself for this journey. I actually stepped away from my life, yet I dove in without question, inside this world I never knew called parent and child love.

So many days and nights I would talk to myself inside my head, questions, no answers, no one to talk to, nowhere to turn. My Dad’s cancer, my uncle’s Parkinson’s, my mom’s Alzheimer’s and her stroke, the uphill battle to keep them together, the journey through home health and hospice, hospitals and assisted living, caregivers and therapists, doctors and heroes.

I wish someone, anyone would have given me some direction or help. I have been my own compass and guide.

If I can help even one person not have the tears I shed, or the sleepless nights, and the fears I endured, then I have gifted my journey and shared that little light.

Hold my hand and I will walk with you. Steady and together we will stand. See the light, it’s there… just one step forward. Yes!… and together we will walk towards love.