When I was first asked to help, I wasn't sure it was something I could do. There wasn't anything big stopping me, I mean, I have someone to stay home with my kids, I would only be sleeping and I would be home at the same time I wake up any other day. But, I just wasn't sure about making the commitment. I thought about the impact on my family and theirs. I thought about the oddness of sleeping in someone else's home. I thought about how they would have to put her in a facility and how they don't really want to. I don’t know how to explain it, but at that moment a gentle touch
came and I thought “I hope I never have to put my parents in a facility and
would hope I could find a way to make it work at home.” I
realized that if doing this helps keep her home, even for a short while, then
I’ll help as long as I can. The family member that asked me said maybe she is avoiding the inevitable. I
said that’s ok if she is. I told her that this way she will know for sure she tried
everything.
I am not a superhero. I do NOT have all the answers. I just know that for now this is part of the journey I am on. So for me, if this makes sense, I said yes for the family.
