2. Roles Reverse — And It’s Painful
At some point, I stopped being just a daughter. I became the decision-maker. The organizer. The protector.
Watching the woman who once carried you become physically fragile is a heartbreak that’s difficult to describe. You grieve while they’re still alive. You miss the version of them that used to be.
No one prepares you for that quiet mourning.
3. The Healthcare System Is Complicated
