Birthday Celebration: Honor Your Caree with a Story


Birthday Celebration: Honor Your Caree with a Story

old-791756_640Every day this week, we’re celebrating’s 19th birthday with activities and prizes.

Today, we’re celebrating in honor of your carees by sharing a favorite memory or story.

What’s the memory of your caree, during good health, that you treasure the most? What’s your favorite story about your caree? What memory of your caree will you hold dear for years to come?

Share your memory and stories in our comments section, below, for a chance to win a $10 gift card. When you post a comment today, you’ll also be entered to win our grand prize of $100 cash.

(Note: To win a daily prize and/or a grand prize, you must be a current or former family caregiver, a member of and participate in one of our daily disrupt activities. Not a member of Create your free account and join us.)

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oh, how wonderful!


Thank you all so much for sharing such wonderful stories!! Congrats to <a href='' rel=\"nofollow\">@jmkeslin</a> who won the $10 gift card!!


My mother was known for being a cook who could prepare a good meal \"when the cupboards were empty.\" She grew up during the depression and learned to cook from her mother. Until Mother's health began to decline, she made biscuits from scratch every morning and sometimes in the evening. I can still see her kneading the dough in the special bowl she kept just for that. Of course they were delicious. I would never make biscuits by having my hands in the dough. During our days together, she would often want to make biscuits again. So I would wheel her to the table and spread everything out for her. Watching her arthritic fingers in the dough was a pleasure because it made her happy. These occasions were few but memorable. It has been 5 years since she passed away but I still have the last little can of Crisco with her finger prints in it. It has a special place in my pantry. Seeing the can always makes me smile.

Lillie Fuller

One of my favorite memories of my mom and I goes back to when I was in grammar school. My mom would walk and pick me up from school, because she never drove, then we would get on the city bus and go downtown. We would walk hand in hand. My mom was always shopping for fabric or something having to do with sewing. She made all our clothes. After shopping we would go to the lunch counter at either Kress or Newberrys and we would have lunch. I can remember the spinning chair like it was yesterday. We would have either grilled cheese sandwiches or blts. I loved that time I spent with my mom. \n\n


Since being a member I have mostly spoken about my mother, for whom I was caring when I found this website. Prior to that I cared for both mom and dad long distance as dad started his decline into dementia and frail health. My father had a very wry sense of humor. When I was growing up I was a very messy child, much to his dismay. When things got out of hand and my desk or room became littered with papers, all of a sudden little 2 inch footprints would appear walking all over my papers, school books and anything else that was lying around. This would happen on and off for years and I never could figure out who or what it was. When I was getting their house ready to sell I found a soft pink eraser that my dad had carved into the shape of a tiny shoe sole. It was black from using an ink pad to stamp the tiny footprints all over my room when I was little.

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