A Caregiving Comfort: Choice

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A Caregiving Comfort: Choice

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Often, I hear others talk about a choice that relates to caregiving. Do we choose to be a family caregiver?

That's not the choice that I think about.

I think about the choices impacted by caregiving. How I spend my day feels like it's no longer my choice. How I spend my down time feels like someone else's choice. My future seems to be a choice outside my control.

Oh, how I wish I had choices.

If I felt I had choices, then I would feel freer, lighter, hopeful, optimistic. Because it's the lack of choices which feels like the trap which catches me.

So, because I feel choices have left me I need to make up my choices.

I can choose to day dream, to enjoy that free creation of the life I want. I can choose to smile rather than complain. I can choose to ask rather than resent. I can choose to accept rather than compare. I can choose to take care rather than give up. I can choose to embrace rather than resist. I can choose the truth rather than denial. I can choose to speak up rather than suffer silently. I can choose better rather than worse. I can choose to plan rather than surrender. I can choose to improve rather than to excuse. I can choose the challenge rather than avoid the conflict. I can choose hope rather than despair. I can choose to forgive rather than punish. I can choose courage rather than pity. I can choose a compromise rather than a sacrifice. I can choose to share rather than be defeated. I can choose to be open rather than caged.

I can choose.

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