Yes, I used AI to generate a graphic for the blog. Get over it! Today, the third anniversary of Pop’s death, I am quiet. I am reflecting on a journey that took me from a hospital room in Corinth to the depths of a broken heart, and finally, to a place of reclaimed grace. I have fought to be a phoenix rising from the ashes, and today I stand on solid ground. . The First Year: The Battle and the Break The first year was defined by a brutal fight for Pop’s dignity. I had failed

Dedication: I dedicate this blog to my best friend, Gwenna White Maddox. She and I had the challenging and painful experience of burying a parent on the same day in 2023. For both of us, we navigated the waters of caring for two elderly parents. I am still caregiving for Mama, now in year 12 of her dementia journey. Gwenna, I love you , and I took some of the best things we learned on our journey as caregivers, and I hope this blog helps someone. I love you, Bestie. Holidays

Card Shower at Christmas, For Mama, December 17, 2025 The tree is lit with a gentle glow, While outside falls the winter snow. And though the days may drift and haze, We bask within this papered blaze. A shower of love, a grand display, To brighten up your Christmas day. From friends afar and hearts so near, The mailman brought a wealth of cheer. Envelopes of red and gold and white, Now fill the room with festive light. Each one a bridge, a hand to hold, With stories of you