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Ho, ho, ho, and happy new year


Holidays bring stress. That’s a fact, at least in my family.

But we’re a battle-tested group, small but mighty, combat-proven over the last four years of war against cancer. But the holidays seem to always know our weaknesses.

This year it was my weakness that was exploited. After not being under the weather for four years, I was finally felled by a sinus infection that was determined to kill me with a series of intense headaches that have yet to depart completely.

And while the report of my lack-of-demise continued to disappoint the world at large, I continued to get up and care for my wife as best I could because caregiving is not optional.

Do I write this to impress you? No, please no.

I journal this only to impress upon you that there is no season or reason to forget the purpose of a caregiver’s existence. We don’t live as much as donate the years of our lives to the comfort and dignity of our loved ones. This is unconditional, non-negotiable, not subject to weather or the limits of a warranty.

In so many ways, caregivers are the gift that keep on giving.

Ho, ho, ho, and happy new year.

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