Hybrid Caregiving, Part 3

 I realized that I told you about my new caregiver and the agency, and some of my friends have been hired by the agency to help... but what about the other 25 ladies who have been on my team since last year? 

Well, a lot of them are continuing to come over on a regular basis to help me during the day with bathroom breaks, meals, and shopping. In fact, it's pretty cool that I have two friends who are available to help on almost every day of the week. So for example, there are two ladies who can cover the midmorning time on Wednesdays, and they have each other's phone numbers, so they can communicate about their schedule and trade with each other if something comes up. The ladies who used to spend the night with me are now taking a Saturday or two each month to spend time with me, and it gives us a chance to go out and do some fun things together. 

With all the shifts, I think it is taking a lot of pressure off my friends, so they can be here for me without getting burned out... which is what I wanted! I'm finding that I also have more mental and emotional space to be thoughtful, creative, and intentional with these relationships. If people aren't signed up on my schedule to help me as often, then I am working on inviting them over just for friendship sake! It's a really good thing, and I'm so thankful it is working out. 

The sermon series this fall at our church is titled "Uncommon Unity." Last week I asked one of my friends her thoughts about what we're learning, and she said it made her think of my care team.  "It's a great picture of the Church, operating as it is meant to, working together to serve and help each other through the love of Christ." I hope that when other people see or hear about this team, they feel the same way, and give all the glory to God.

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  1. AnonymousSeptember 27, 2023 at 12:21 PM

    This is the church of Jesus Christ!!

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  2. KathleenSeptember 30, 2023 at 3:55 AM

    So happy to hear that your new schedule is allowing you to have more friendship times!! Have a most blessed Day!!!🎶🌻🌺🌷

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