"We have a good family."

Often when Mom is able to fight through the mass of confusion that is now her brain, she will say, "We have a good family." She is absolutely right. Since I am writing the posts on this blog. It may sound like it is all about my sad experience with caregiving. We have the kind of family where this caregiving journey is about our collective contribution to doing the best we can for our Mother. As I mentioned in a previous post, one of my brothers lives next door. Ten years ago he chose to invite my parents to live next to him. He has been a wonderful support to them and handled all of the issues prior to my moving here by himself with occassional help from myself, my sister and my brother. My sister and other brother have always been very supportive and helped in any way they can. I am here because I had enough years in retirement systems that I could quit working and live on my retirement until I am free to do something else. All of my siblings are in crucial years in their careers. They need not feel bad that they are not physically here. Their support is shown in many ways. They both have flown here on numerous occasions to stay with Mom when my brother and I needed to be away. They have supported both financially and emotionally. We do have a good family because we had good parents. Thanks Mom and Dad. We love you where ever you are.