In the Quiet Time
A prescription for a solo break for the exhausted caregiver
For a couple weeks, I’ve been peppered with gentle friends offering hugs and asking what they can do to help. I am not sure what to say. My father passed away at the end of June following a fight — with him, most things were indeed a fight — with cancer and dementia. I’ve needed help, so much help, this past year. Now when offers are pouring in, I don’t know what to ask.