The phone rings. You answer. It’s your mom. As a caregiver of an aging parent you know what that means. Something is missing, or needed, or does not work or….the list can go on. But you are the one that was called. You were chosen. And you answer the phone.

I was a caregiver of an aging parent and aunt. It started for my mom as a phone call. My mother had fallen a number of months before and was living with my sister. But my sister was not able to care for her anymore and I needed to come home. Give up my job, my life, my friends, my ambitions….come home.   That phone call changed my life.

This is a journey.  And this is what this site is about.  That journey that continues today….long after my mother died.  It is part of the insights and adventures that took over everything that was me.  I became the daughter who answered that phone call…I became the Good Daughter…for better or worst.