In This House: One Small Step to Reconcile My Peaceful Inside with the Raging Outside

I don’t know how to reconcile the hostile outside with my peaceful inside. I don’t know if I even want to. Can we just stay here forever? In this house, arguments and emotions rise, but eventually fall again because we know each other. We trust each other. We love each other. At the end of the day, we don’t fear a wild hand or rogue bullet. 

The African man-child that looks down at me these days might bristle for a moment under a corrective word, but ultimately circles back around with a smile and a kiss on the cheek. We have worked hard and loved much to convince him he is safe. In this house. 

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Did Someone Order a Sandwich? (The new normal of raising children while caring for an aging parent)

Did Someone Order a Sandwich? (The new normal of raising children while caring for an aging parent)

I try to keep my voice soft because: how can I really know the answers? So I do my best to be patient, not freak out, and answer. all. the. questions.

On being a member of the  sandwich generation which refers to those who take care of an aging loved one while still taking care of children.

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