December 2, 2012: Always Here

Everywhere I go, I meet them: People who are taking care of a family member.

     An artist comes to the gallery to show me her photography, hoping I’ll be interested in exhibiting her work, and somehow we end up talking about how she’s been caring for her elderly grandmother for the past decade. Or I’m interviewing an architect for my newspaper column, and he excuses himself to go wipe his father’s nose. Or I bump into an old friend who’s moved back to town to take care of her mom, who’s just been diagnosed with some sort of horror.

     I wonder: Were they here all along, and I didn’t notice them because I wasn’t one of them?

December 2

Thing I Hate Today: “Would you be willing to take a short survey after this call is complete?”