In 2012, I moved in with my grandfather after he fell and broke his hip. As a family, we decided he couldn't live alone anymore. I lived with my grandfather for seven years at the end of his life and was one of his primary caregivers. He eventually moved to Assisted Living where he died in 2017.
In 2015, my father received a lifesaving kidney transplant after enduring years of dialysis due to kidney disease from Agent Orange Exposure in the Vietnam War. Sadly, he contracted an extremely rare fungal disease in his lungs and passed away only 5 months later.
In 2019, in partnership with my mom, I added an accessible suite onto my home to allow her to move in with me. She lived there with us for a little over a year and passed in December 2020.
In all of these circumstances, I was chiefly responsible for managing the care of my loved ones, up until the very end, coordinating their hospice care.
I am now a foster parent to my great nephew and am awaiting adoption later this year.