I am 30, I am 40, I am 60, I am over 80 years old, I am a caregiver. I am black, I am white, and I am culturally inclusive, I am a caregiver. I am rich, I am poor, I am a caregiver. I am comfortable with my role as a caregiver; I am overwhelmed with all the roles I must play I am a caregiver. My loved one can do many things for themselves; mine are totally dependent on me, I am a caregiver. I am happy; I am depressed, lonely, tired, ill, and angry, I am a caregiver.
I feel pride and satisfaction in my role, I feel tired and defeated at the end of the day, I am a caregiver. I have lots of family and community support; I have no support at all, I am a caregiver.
When you come to visit me, understand I am all these things. Most of all, remember that one day, not so long ago, I was not a caregiver. I was just like you. As we visit, know that at any time, your circumstances could change, and you could become a caregiver. So, offer me the friendship and support we once shared because one day, I will no longer be a caregiver, and then I can walk beside you on your journey!
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