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A Gentle Reminder

Keep Calm and Carry On was a propaganda poster produced by the British government in 1939 during the beginning of the Second World War, intended to raise the morale of the British public in the event of invasion. Seeing only limited distribution, it was little known.  The poster was rediscovered in 2000 and has been used as the decorative theme for a variety of products.  Recently I was given a gift by a dear friend and it had this slogan on the box.  Just reading the words gave me strength and courage.  Some days we just need a gentle reminder that we can get through the turmoil.

 

 

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How Our Story Ends

My husband texted me the other day, “Do you think we will be caring for our mothers?” “Probably was my response.” Both of our fathers passed away the easy way, if there is such a thing, no long drawn out caregiving ordeals. Despite the loss and years of grief I think both of our moms know they were spared a lot of anguish. After all most of us fear being a burden.

I see the faces of the caregivers I encounter, so weary, guilt-ridden and anxious about their own fate and mortality. Once you have been in this role you do not wish this journey on anyone else. Yes, there are the occasional good stories and happy endings where families find closure but for the most part the sagas are riddled with stress and tears. I hate the thought of my children caring for me; I cannot even take myself down that mental road because I have seen too much and I don’t want my son or daughter to be placed in that predicament.  The strain of the role reversal and the embarrassing personal care vignettes that ensue are hard to swallow for anyone no matter how close the relationship.

A few of years ago I kept an article about a clinic in Switzerland where a couple in
their 90s had checked themselves in to die together. He did not want to put their children through the end of life care that was associated with his terminal cancer and so she opted to go with him. Besides the countryside and their chocolate there is not a lot I like about the Swiss but I give them kudos for their avant garde approach to human life. I seem to have misplaced this article clipping but I will continue looking through my files…just in case…because I truly believe we should have a choice in how our story ends.  We are innovative in so many ways in this country but archaic in others. I know religion plays a large part in how we view life and death but if you spent some time with a patient dying a slow death, begging you for their misery to end as I have you may change your mind.  So many of my clients’ last words still echo in my ears and their tears touch my heart because I wish they could have been granted the dignity they desired and rightfully deserved.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Goals and Expectations

A few years ago my husband and I started this tradition of writing goals for the New Year with our children on New Year’s Eve.  Everyone gets a card after dinner and we each reflect on our personal and family goals. I tuck them away and then the following year we read last year’s goals on New Year’s Day. This year we had our New Year’s Day dinner and I gave everyone their card to read. I glance over and my husband has this look of total disappointment on his face but I do not put much thought into his look, he has high expectations, then I gaze over to the children who seem quite pleased with themselves. My daughter reads hers and she is proud she accomplished two out of her five goals, my son made a few of his and I am happy to report his goal to beat his mom in tennis did not come true in 2011 but I am positive it is coming in the next few months of 2012. I achieved a few of mine as well but my hubby is still looking glum…”none”, he reports. It bothered him; this is a person who has accomplished  so much since starting his own company at the age of 25. He was a bit devastated. So this initiated a discussion about setting our goals too high, expecting too much and it got me thinking….

Do we set ourselves up for failure when we reach too high? Should we be more realistic when setting our goals but then are we predisposed for mediocrity? I am not sure and I do not have the perfect answer but I do believe that we tend to feel lost when we don’t define what we want out of life. As humans I think we function best when we have a vision of where we want to go or what we want to achieve. Our goals should be specific, measurable, attainable, rewarding and time bound (SMART).

I had an experience last week that was new for me; I was terrified. I called a friend and said,” Why did I agree to put myself through this?” She replied, “Because it is exciting!” She was right, a little bit of fear, mixed in with excitement, in order to create a life change is a good thing, no, it is a great thing!  There was a rush associated with overcoming my fear and venturing into unknown waters.  If we don’t ever take a risk, push our boundaries and step out of our little boxes then we just exist.  I don’t know about you but I want a little more from this earthly experience.

So as you set out on your journey for 2012, I wish you all the best in meeting your goals and rewarding yourself when they become a reality. I will be right there with you in the trenches, digging deep and trying to make some things happen.

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It Is Not Always About You

Carl Rogers said, “Man’s inability to communicate is a result of his failure to listen effectively.”   December tends to be a busy month in my practice because so many people see their families at Thanksgiving and they are shocked to find out how much their loved ones have declined in cognition, physical ailments or just managing their lives in general. The phone starts ringing and I delve into the often times chaotic world of, family dynamics. People come to me asking for guidance and usually that process begins with an assessment in which I interview the older person and sometimes the clients (older children) are present and this is when geriatric care management takes on the face of family mediation or therapy.  I have seen people with the best  intentions start a family meeting with the hopes of trying to figure out how to care for mom and dad but egos and personality conflicts have turned discussions into screaming matches.  All the while, no one listened to what the most important person in the room had to say.

I have learned over the years that listening is my greatest asset. Often times as humans we get caught up in “me” and we forget to just pull up a chair and be a good friend, daughter or son, the one who gives their undivided attention, fully and honestly. Last night I took a class and the instructor said, “If you exist in an honest manner, you are believable and if you do not come from your heart people know right away.” That spoke to me. How many times have you been with someone and everything is about them, they never ask how you are doing and when they do their eyes are drifting to everyone else in the room, there is no connection, no honesty. I truly believe that at the end of the day we all just want to be loved and heard. It is so elementary but we complicate situations by being self-centered. I cannot tell you the number of times I have walked away from a case with a completely different insight, more rich and complete in meaning because I attended to the needs of the client instead of what I thought they should do, I am forever the pupil.

As you begin or continue your journey of caring for your aging parents, listen to their needs, wants and concerns because one day those trepidations may become your own. How will you want your children to respond to you? This line of thinking will encourage you to be more honest in your approach. If we take the “me” out of the equation or situation, we have just increased the likelihood for a more successful line of communication.

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Howling At The Moon

I have been away from the blog for a few weeks…reflecting and taking in the sights and sounds of fall approaching.  It is one of my favorite times of the year.  The crisp mornings are especially poignant, they seem to stir something in me, like a volt of electricity, as I take a deep breath of the fresh air into my body I am reminded how precious human life truly is and I have this sense of urgency, I don’t want to waste any time.

I want to live like today might be the last day on this earth and treat the people I love as if this may be the last time I see them. I want to surround myself with people who enrich my life.  I want to use my energies to expand my heart and lastly I really want to benefit others as much as I can.

We take for granted that there will always be another tomorrow.  There are 12.3683 full moons/year and the average life expectancy is 67 years, so the average person will see 828.656 full moons.  Technically, I have already seen 504 full moons; it really puts things into perspective.  Inside I am panicking a little but it has also lit a fire, sometimes we need to see an emotional fact in empirical terms in order to awaken us to the reality of this journey.  Wishing you a wonderful fall season!

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