I can’t count the times that I was a less than perfect caregiver. Sometimes I snapped at Mom through no fault of hers. I frequently forgot to check Dad’s blood sugar at the proper time. The biggest failure in my mind was my inability to continue to care for her in my home. Fortunately, I have memories like this one that remind me of the many times I was a good caregiver.
When you are less than perfect, don’t beat yourself up. On the other hand, when you do something right, make a note in your journal or take a photo to remind yourself of the millions of ways in which you are a good caregiver.