I believe there is a master plan. As my Caregiver Warrior Journey played out, I began to believe that there is a plan for all of us.
Dementia taught me not to assume and not to beat myself up when I got it wrong.
I tried to do it all myself and ended up exhausted and burnt out. Finally, I learned how to ask for help! Here’s how I did it!
My parents hid their illnesses from us for quite some time. Now I’m beginning to understand why and that they had every right to do so.
Needing to be right all the time takes a toll. Why not be happy instead?
