I feed them, I hold their hands, I learn their old stories, and then one by one they're gone. Nobody warned me that caring for the elderly means falling in love with people I'm going to lose. I grieve in the break room and go back in to care for the next one.
More people experience this than they realize.
Loving the people you care for means grieving them again and again, a loss no one warned you about.
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.