Primary Caregiver – I Don’t Think So! (Part 2)
Most people think writers live a charmed life, but when you mix in hours and hours of daily work with spouses, children, pets, and a home to care for, we’re pretty much like everyone else. Add grandchildren and elderly parents to care for, and we become Superman—or Superwoman. Well, at least we can be that in our fiction novels.
When my dad died, I became primary caregiver to my mom, who hadn’t left her home in over 20 years. It was a job I didn’t want. I’d just sold several books and was busy writing. I argued and pleaded with God, but He must have had His ears plugged. With no other option, I trudged into the task with a fake smile on my face.
It wasn’t easy, but I will say it got easier as the years went on. Mom and I had our clashes, but I’ve been able to get her to leave home, at first just to come to our house on Sundays. Over the years, she’s learned she can go to a restaurant or store and not die. But I learned that Mom and I could have fun together, in spite of our varying personalities.
If Mom had died before Dad, I would have endured a lot of guilt, because I hadn’t always been the best daughter. I didn’t have patience with all her illnesses, real or imagined. God forced me to have to care for her, and in the process He healed both of us. Sometimes God asks us to do things that seem impossible, but when we do, there’s always an unexpected blessing in store.
Vickie McDonough is the award-winning author of 27 books and novellas. Her novels include the fun and feisty Texas Boardinghouse Brides series and the 3rd & 6th books in the Texas Trails series. Her novel, Long Trail Home, won the Inspirational category of the 2012 Booksellers’ Best Awards. Coming this summer: Whispers on the Prairie, the first book in an exciting new series set in 1870s Kansas. To learn more about Vickie, visit her website: www.vickiemcdonough.com