Deer in headlights
Before my parents moved from Arkansas to Georgia I spent many hours traveling back and forth between the two states. When the decision was finally made to have them move closer to me I thought my life would be easier.
I looked forward to having my parents close to me. I thought I would pop over for a cup of coffee in the mornings and they would come to my house and spend time with me and my boys. Well, I certainly was in for a rude awaking.
I see that look on the faces of many of the families who come into Priscilla’s Cottage for a tour. No longer can you just pop over and enjoy a visit. No longer could my parents even make coffee or fix their own breakfast. The people who raised me no longer could take care of themselves and now our roles were reversed.
I wish there had been a Priscilla’s Cottage while I cared for my parents. I did take them to a church respite program, which my dad was asked to leave shortly after starting to attend. My mom continued to go, but the hours were not flexible and I had to rush from picking my boys up at the bus stop to bring her home on time. Honestly, it was very stressful for me.
For those of you with that deer in the headlights look, the look of stress, fatigue and sadness, that is why Priscilla’s Cottage exists. I too was that caregiver who was lost and extremely tired mentally and physically.
I want every person who attends to have an enjoyable day. I also want to help the caregivers. If you need to talk, vent about your day or have any questions whether or not you bring your loved one here please give us a call or send an email. We are here to support you on your journey.