Archive for Sandwich Generation

It’s Late

It’s late at night – almost midnight and I have to get up early and grocery shop for my father.  Then put the food away and take my father out to spend some quality time out of the house.  Now that he can’t drive, he gets stir crazy hanging around the house all day and I can’t say that I blame him.

The only difference is I am working when I am home.  I finished the change requests submitted to me as their Webmaster.  I finished it all today and late tonight because when I woke up, I realized that my deadline was today, so I only spent a short time care giving for my father and then home to start my night job of online work.  I love it.  I have some great Work at Home (WAH) jobs, and I’ve had some that never paid me what they owed.  Life is a risk.  The company that did pay me is KG Administrative Solutions.  She didn’t pay a lot of the people on her payroll for their last 90 days of work.  apparently, some say she does this same scenario every few years.  She is going to have some really bad karma following her around her entire life.  I’m glad I don’t treat people like she does.  I can sleep at night with clear conscious and good  karma.

Okay, morning always arrives before I am ready so off I go to bed.  Wow, I might be in bed just around mid-night.  That is lyrics to a song.

Night Night from ~ Think Clear~

I’ve Been Away For So Long

Hello All,

I can’t believe how long I have been away from my blog.  Life is really challenging me a lot lately.  I have no time and I mean no time.

I can’t believe it.  I need help and when I reach out to the person that I count on, they are not there for me.  That is a separate matter of heart in itself.  I am not asking for the answer to what life is asking of me right now.  All I am asking for is some guidance.  Normally, my personality is to jump in with both feet and start ripping through the facts so I can start creating the plan for success.  Being the topic is close to my heart, I am having trouble handling this one by myself.  I hate asking for help in the first place, and when I finally do ask for help, I am ignored.  I can be raging on the inside, but I don’t feel the need to express that same rage on the outside.  Trust me that it does not mean I am any less angry if I do not express it on the outside.  If I do get to the point of expressing myself on the outside, then I have made a bad choice somewhere along the way.

My heart feels so empty.  My mind is confused.  My long term out look is not healthy.  Too much pain. Too much pain.  I am not feeling or thinking clear.  I will check in tomorrow.

Later, TC

When Will It Be My Turn?

Do you ever feel like a life style of your choosing is over, meaning the only time you can live like that is when you are growing into an adult?  It is my understanding that after your children move out, and before your parents need your help daily there will a time where you can live as you wish, as an adult.

I’m not sure I am going to get to experience the 2nd part of that life style.  I live in what “they” call the “sandwich generation.” You raise your children and take care of your parents at the very same time.  This is my story.

I do manage to travel a couple of times per year – praise the Lord.  I live to travel and enjoy my family and friends.  I just love to travel.  It is never too much.

My father and I took care of my mother while she went through horrific, painful breast cancer which metastasized throughout her entire body.  She had wholes in all of her bones, thus she could not walk and didn’t do the wheelchair either.  I remember pushing her around making her laugh and worry a bit.  I loved my mother like a best friend.  She was the sweetest person you would ever meet.  Without knowing you, she would do her best to help you.

Toward the end of my mother’s life, my father started showing signs of dementia.  The doctor diagnosed him with Parkinson’s disease.  He has fought Parkinson’s for over 4 years now.  Currently, he is at a stage where he cannot remember much, even if he writes it down.  He falls a lot.  He has been lucky not to break any bones.  Praise the Lord for that too.  I want him to have his independence as long as he can and so does he.  I don’t know how much longer he will have his independence.

All I hope is that I will have some time to call my own because I live to travel.  Right now, I can still do what I need to do to travel.  I live to travel and drive my hot rod.  Does this make me a selfish person?  I have a difficult time with this topic.  I am dedicated to my family, but I do not want to be a selfish person!!

Good luck to everyone that lives in the sandwich generation!  Just know you are not alone.  Write to me any time you feel like it and I will respond.

Regards ~~Think Clear~~


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