Why Did I Do That?The phone rang yesterday and unfortunately, I answered it. It was the woman that found private duty clients for me over the years. I was a private caregiver for many years and my clients were generally elderly gentleman. I discovered over the last few decades that professionally I get along much better with men, this has been a running theme for me. Even as a child, I felt more comfortable with my Dad and my brothers than with my Mom. Although, I look feminine, I have been accused of having the mind of a man, whatever that means. I wish that I could write with the voice of a man, I generally find that I prefer reading male authors. My own writing is a bit floral for my tastes to be honest. Odd though..... that I cannot stand sports or manly movies, clearly, I am a mixed up mess!
Back to the point of this story.....I haven't worked for two years and I did not plan to work again if I could help it. The woman on the phone gave me a sad story about a gentleman who needs a temporary caregiver while his caregivers are out for a family emergency, (two sisters care for him) I heard myself agreeing to do five twelve hour 7p.m to 7a.m. shifts. Now I am thinking "Why did I do that?"
Here is the thing, I don't believe in Coincidences, the gentleman must really need me, or perhaps I really need to get out of the house for a few nights in order to appreciate my life here more or to balance my time here more effectively or to appreciate my bed more since I will be awake all of those nights. There is a reason for everything in my simple mind.
My clients have added such richness to my life, some of them I was with for years, they taught me about living and about dying, about grace and about purpose. More than anything they taught me to live in the moment and to always put my family first. When you work in private homes, you become very intimate with people very quickly, this too is a rare blessing. My work was always a vocation and not a career. If I had not worked as a caregiver, I could not have cared for my own daughter in her time of greatest need, so, I owe a huge debt to the craft of nurturing and nursing. I am grateful for this one thing perhaps more than any other thing in my life. I do not think that I could have stood by and watched others taking care of my helpless and beautiful daughter.
Epers, you won't be hearing from me from Sat June16th until Thursday June 21st, as all I will be doing is my work at home or sleeping and working this temporary job, I hope this gentleman is a nice fellow! :-) It's amazing how being away from working for two years makes me feel overwhelmed at the thought of doing a simple temporary five night assignment. Don't go anywhere kids! :-)
hillbillycrone 51-55, F 8 Responses 5 Jun 14, 2012