The Non-Negotiables
On reclaiming home — and the objects that carry us forward
I re-read my Tender Warrior from March recently. The one about feeling at home in your own life while caregiving.
What struck me, reading it again, was how clearly I remembered that feeling — the one most caregivers know without having a name for it. The absence of an anchor. Somewhere that was uniquely, unambiguously mine.
