I was a caregiver for almost 6 years. First my grandma and then my mom. I didn't receive much help so my life revolved around them. I lost touch with friends and family. Now both of them have passed away, and it is hard to pick up your life again. I'm trying to try new things and to make new friends, but some days it feels overwhelming. My mom was always the person I could talk to even when she would have a hard time responding. I loved them both and being alone is hard. I'm not sure what was harder being the sole caregiver without a lot of help, or trying to live without them and being alone. It almost feels like I gave up my chance at a family when I took care of them, but I can't regret doing it because they are so important to me. I just had to talk to some one and this is all I have right now.
Blessing my friend, you'll make it.
Carol
I was not my late mother's executor, but I was the only survivor who lived reasonably close to mom. I became the executor's "shadow figure," because I was frequently the only one who knew so-and-so's phone number.... knew mom's neighbors..... knew where fill-in-the-blank was stashed.....had keys to certain buildings..... knew who my parents' insurance agents, handymen, financial planner & lawyer were..... "had time" to make a jillion trips to cemetery, family home, real estate holdings, you name it.
I didn't get to "put it all behind me" and just....mourn. One year+ of re-living every nook and cranny of a sad passing and half-baked estate planning. It's hard to properly grieve your parent when his/her immediate legacy is chores, phone calls, unanswered questions and reams of paperwork.
Hang in there. You will be grumpy and feel lost and have zombie moments. If your mourning is a slow burn with some dips and curves, so be it. We get so entangled with the last parent. It's a rough ride.
Don't feel bad about yourself if getting out and being involved isn't what you want. This works very well for some people. Others need to work it though in a quieter way. Talk to your counselor about this and see what she/he thinks.
Please keep us updated.
Carol
hugs,
Carol
You might find writing a cathartic experience for you also. I published our story (Before the Door Closes), but you would not have to do that to receive healing, peace, and rest.
Caring for your mother gives you hand-ons experience caring for a person with that terrible disease.
Depending on your background, a geriatric managment firm might find your background interesting. In fact, I look for former caregivers for my business. I am not suggesting a full-time position, but a part-time one.
You have had enornous changes in your life. Do take time to care for yourself.
I know it sounds petty to complain about the china. But I hand-washed hers for, oh, only 40 years, with her at my side. Guess what, the china has been picked up by one of my sisters.....I really loved that china, and my sister has no idea, because she only came to a couple holidays at mom's house. (and sister has her own set of china, besides).
So I guess I am a little depressed, and also a little angry. I spent so much time with mom, and also with my dad, and now I am all alone. But still have a lot of work to do to get mom's house SOLD, and after that, her taxes, and all the paperwork to close out the estate.
And there is no money to pay me any Executor fee.
I had a dear, dear friend who died from kidney cancer, despite my best efforts to advocate, do research, and support him. I did everything in my power to save him and I couldn't. When he died, I finally could realize and ACCEPT that I don't control the universe. That no matter how perfectly I could do anything, no matter how much research I could do and how much knowledge I could amass, I can't make someone live through advanced kidney cancer. Knowing that my powers were limited (and human) took a huge burden off of my shoulders. Because before that, I thought if I just tried harder and found more and better information, I could solve any problem. I couldn't.
I've tried to remember that lesson in caring for my dad (who's now also gone) and my mom, who's still here at 95. We can only do what we can do and when our care giving is done, we have to move forward with strength and the knowledge that we did our best. And that was good enough.
Little 75, advice for me was, every day get up, suit up, and show up. I left the house every day, and being with/ talking with people was essential. Please let us know how you are progressing.
he passed away in July.
it is very difficult to know what to do.
for me, I know I need my church friends - met some new ones and working on a bond, widows understand each other.
there is a widow/caregiver group that I expect to join Monday.
there are caregivers there who took care of their parents, etc. who have since passed away
I took up a hobby that I loved and had to put on hold while I took care of my husband... still working on getting friendships going in the clubs I joined to pursue my favorite hobby... photography.
in the meantime, I take my camera and my best buddy-my doggie who is 11 years old and we go out about an hour in the evening, walking and I take photos of sunsets, etc.
take up a new hobby you might have thought about doing, find others who do it.
even going to craft stores there is usually someone shopping in the same department you might strike up a conversation about the hobby...
God will direct when you listen.
I am looking for a volunteer project to put my talents in to help others.
at this time, it will not be in a caregiver setting... wound too raw.
I hope you will post back in a few months and let us know how you are doing.
this should be a great resource since I found the caregivers
I don't mean the care giving effort was wasted or not appreciated, its just the futile angry feeling that you did everything possible; followed thru, followed up, demanded, pleaded, corrected, supervised, threatened,, reported........in an attempt to control and extend the process and you still lost.....
Im not saying it is a permanent feeling, or long lasting condition but initially for me it was a part of my grieving process.
Of course, be sure you're ready to make such a move. When you are, don't discount your experience taking care of your family - your skills are valuable! You could apply your gifts as a paid job or as a volunteer job. Senior facilities, community programs, Area Agencies on Aging, churches, etc. always need volunteer help in so many ways. Helping others has many benefits for one's self as well as the people you serve.
We're wishing you to best in your job search. I hope that you find a company that deserves you!
Carol
I have been looking for work, I want to return to my profession, which I loved. In fact, I am hoping receive a job offer today for a position I interviewed for last week. There are some positions that I applied for that I have not heard back at all. Another one I did hear back via postcard telling me that I did not meet minimum qualifications for the position. That was completely unexpected. This employer wanted someone with ten years combined experience and education. I completed my Master's degree while caring for my folks, there was no way, with twenty-five years experience in my field coupled with my education that I did not meet minimum qualifications! So, I emailed HR and the acting director of the department asking for clarification and whether four years of caregiving had impacted their decision. The response I received was an apology indicating the postcard had been filled out incorrectly and my resume had been sent on to the department. Hmmmm.... Whatever. This was the first time that I advocated for myself through looking for work.
I became so accustomed to advocating for the folks that I was not prioritizing advocating for myself. And the first time I did, received the response I was hoping for. Another reason I decided to ask why, was the acting director is also the director of the Agency on Aging in this community. If anybody understands the caregiving role it would be that woman.
Finishing caregiving is an adjustment. My days had been some sort of constant chores all the while advocating for the folks. So, I switched focus from them to me. I need, and Little, you need to learn to advocate and care for yourself. It is a process, for sure. I still spend alot of time by myself which is the sort of person I am. I have always enjoyed alone time, in fact I don't know how I managed four years of caregiving.
Getting my life back is difficult. Finding work will help and has given me other things to think about other than the occurrences of the past four years, much of it very hurtful. Counseling helps, as I found someone that specializes in caregiver issues. Initially, after the move all of our talks centered around the vindictiveness of my sibs and how much more difficult they made my task. Counselor would always ask what am I doing about getting my life back. I did not have an answer. My caregiving experience was all consuming with very little time for me. Now all my time is mine. Now, I notice our chats are gradually shifting to be concentrated on me and where I am going rather than revolving around what the sibs have done to me and the folks the past years.
How long ago did your mom pass? My mom has not passed, but I have lost her both to the disease and her daily presence in my life. I too am grieving, though differently than you are, Little. It is going to take both of us time to move on. One day at a time. Baby steps. Finding things that we are interested in doing, but first lots of me time to process what we have done these last years and where we want to go.
My only advice is take your time to grieve. Find a group that you would like to get to know and participate in. Book clubs, knitting, sewing, walking or even just meeting for coffee. Check to see what "meetup" groups are in your area if you want to make friends. These are relatively easy to participate in and there are thousands in my area. If you do not like the first group you attend, try another and another. Volunteer work is also a very good way to meet people, while helping others.
Best wishes to you, and to me too.