Caring for people with whom you had difficult relationships is such a challenge. Thank you for sharing your way of thinking about this.
In September 2000 I was a 33 year old mom to 3 young boys. My grandma, pictured here with my mom, died after 2 weeks of an acute illness. She was the woman who knew me best; the person who prayed for me every day without fail. My heart was shattered. Exactly a month later my mom had a stroke that disabled her so severely we moved her 400 miles away from her home because she could no longer live alone. I found myself in what is called the “Sandwich Generation” (definition: a generation of people, typically in their thirties or forties, responsible for bringing up their own children, while caring for their aging parents.)
Prior to this, my mom and I had done the difficult work of fixing our broken relationship. She went through her own faith journey and submitted her life to Christ on a Walk to Emmaus in 1997. I had wrestled with God…
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