Sixty-five years old. No paycheck. No thank you. No rest. Just a free babysitter for 2 years. My own son watched it happen and said nothing. The day I chose myself – he called it selfish. I called it survival. I chose survival…. They never expected what came next….. – News

consumed are two different things. I come home exhausted every single day. My knees are bothering me. I have not had time to do the things I planned for this phase of my life. That is not sustainable.”

He looked at the table.

“What are you saying exactly?”

I told him clearly I would help, but on defined terms.

2 days a week.

8:00 a.m. to 4:00 p.m.

No weekends.continue reading …