July, similarly to March, is a month that stings, a month on a calendar that weighs heavy on my heart. I often post about my children and the fact that I have two boys who, without a doubt, made me, saved me, and changed me into the person I am…

Forrest Gump was right; life is like a box of chocolates. Have you ever just sat back and thought about the concept of how you have grown and changed throughout your life? I am writing this from the balcony, enjoying the beautiful view and listening to the waves while on…

I found this reference on social media and finally looked up the original story. The whole story is linked here. Here is my summary of Kate Scott’s story about a therapy appointment when she was at one of her lowest points in life: In typical human fashion, we all believe…

Have you ever had a moment in your life that has stopped you in your tracks? Your life turned upside down instantly, yet the world rotates as if nothing happened. In these moments, I would be filled with such a mixture of emotions. While I would be processing the change…

Growing up, I would spend countless hours envisioning my future. I always knew I wanted to be a mom, even at a young age. As a child, I pictured the adult me as a mom spending time with my retired parents. …

As a small recap into my ooey-gooey Sandwich of caregiving, I have two sons, now seven and three. When my oldest was two and a half years old, my dad was diagnosed with ALS. …

Hello! In honor of Mother’s Day and being both a mother and someone who cares for their mother, I thought I would reintroduce myself with a month-long segment of “SURVIVING MOTHERHOOD: FROM THE EYES OF A SANDWICH CAREGIVER.” My oldest son, Thor, was two when my dad was diagnosed with…

Once a year, towns all over the country have a garbage spring clean-up. This is the perfect time to take advantage of cleaning out the clutter and garbage. The spring after my dad was diagnosed, the town I grew up was sending out information regarding their spring clean-up. My mom…

I was 25 years old when my oldest was born. After 18 hours of labor, I was wheeled in for a c-section. On my way back to the operating room, my husband looked at me and asked what I wanted in case of an emergency. For the man with a…