The "Sandwich" Generation

My generation has always been known as the "baby boomers"...those conceived and born during and just after World War II. Now we're becoming known by another name...the sandwich generation. For a number of years, we have cared for our children, grandchildren and parents. To most, it is a blessing to have that opportunity. I love having my adult children visit. I adore spending time with my beautiful grandchildren. If necessary I would take care of any of them at any time. For the last four years, I've had the primary responsibility for my mother, who is now nearly 87 years old. As an only child, I accept this responsibility and do it to the best of my ability. Prior to my father's death in 2006 from bladder cancer, he had that responsibility. He drove her everywhere, prepared her medications, did all the yard work and much of the housework and laundry. He paid all the bills and made all the decisions. I didn't know how much responsibility he had until he became ill and they moved in with us. He did all this while enduring two major open heart surgeries in 10 years and going through radiation treatments. His final physical act was to move them into our home to make sure that she would be well provided for. Most of the time, she is appreciative. When she isn't, I remind myself and my husband that one day we will probably be old and we will need care. I pray that we are able to care for ourselves and each other, but if not, I pray that we will be kind and thankful. Most of all I pray that we will keep our sense of humor.

An OLD Poem

“A friend loves at all times.”
Have you heard that before?
Maybe you think it’s just too much a chore
To love someone who lets you down.
Did you know a real friend doesn’t keep score?
A friend sees the things acquaintances don’t see.
A friend looks inside for what her friend can be.
She’ll always forgive when most would walk away.
Bound, heart to heart, a friend sets you free.