Somebody’s Hero

I don’t fight fires or cure the sick. I’ve never scaled a mountain or scored a winning touchdown. In many ways, my time on this earth is spent living an average life. But everyday, in little ways, I get to be somebody’s hero and the feeling is like no other. For you see, I am a Caregiver. It is a title I wear proudly. My acts of caregiving are directed at a special person – my sister Gail. Eight years my junior, Gail is developmentally disabled and functions at about a five-year-old level. Gail is sweet and funny. She’s […]