January 17, 2026

The Family I Get To Choose

Though I am sandwiched at an age which is younger than most, experience it, I do have friends of varying ages who are beginning to find out what it’s like. And it is a breath of fresh air to have each one of them as a part of my village.

Some have recently lost parents and I am trying to remind myself of the value of the time I have remaining with Mom and Dad. A wonderful friend just shared that her dad had to give up his keys. Another dear friend is trying to advocate for her father-in-law while he declines what appear to be potentially very helpful treatment options. And another dear friend who is a nurse herself is dealing with challenges as she advocates for her father while living several states away,

I know I am not alone in my circumstances, but it can feel very isolating sitting in hundreds of medical appointments per year (including visits during days hospitalized) with my parents and my children and receiving related phone calls and messages frequently as I attempt to gain enough information to advocate. It always helps to share stories, to trade tips, and to listen to one another as we navigate this heavy season.

And those friends willing to provide a listening ear and time to vent together are absolutely priceless. In recent months I have been able to have coffee once monthly with two of them and I got away for one night with two others along with our kids this weekend. Support comes in many forms and some friends are family we get to choose.