Organize the Essentials.

If that title sounds a little familiar, it’s because that’s the name Mom gave my company many years ago.

It was 2008, and I’d had an itch to start my own business for some time, but didn’t know exactly what I wanted to do.

When I learned that professional organizing was actually a thing, I jumped in with both feet, since organizing stuff is something I love to do.

With visions of the shoeboxes full of medicine bottles in total disarray that I’d encountered over the years...

If you find yourself unexpectedly weeping during your tax preparation, it may be more than your financial woes.

Something I hadn’t considered when I was struggling after my mom’s death was that her taxes would still need to be filed the following year.

So, just a few months after I’d survived my first Christmas without her, I found myself knee-deep in all the receipts that were often-painful reminders of our journey the year before.

Dates brought back vivid memories of how Mom was doing during...

I wrote this post many years ago and want to share it again here. Because my feelings on the topic have only intensified since then.

My plunge into the language of family caregiving began when I spotted a post on Twitter (now X) many years ago.

When caregiving expert Debra Hallisey wrote an article to express her concern about how the “parenting our parents” reference is an all-too-common phrase, I chimed in to agree and add a cringe-worthy phrase of my own: the “burden of family caregiving.”

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