Why I Care

By Abby Burns

Sitting down at a kitchen table, I found myself shaking and beginning to cry as I thought “What if something bad happens?’ “I can’t do this. I am not the right person for the job.” A 96 year old man eating tomato soup in his cozy little kitchen was terrifying. It was my first time filling in as a caregiver and I was so nervous. The role of caregiving was so new to me and I didn’t really have any prior experience looking after anyone, not even babysitting. 

Looking back, it is funny to think that I was overwhelmed by accompanying one of my most beloved clients Jim (actually, Jim became more like family), but it was the truth. Caregiving has become an extremely rewarding aspect of my life. Having the privilege of listening, talking, assisting, and sometimes even advocating for my clients has impacted my life in such a positive way. Being able to prioritize the needs of others is what I strive to do. Knowing that I can help someone with some aspect of their day is deeply meaningful, no matter how big or small. Having a client say “I’m glad that you’re here with me” at a doctor’s appointment or a client introducing me as a “friend” are moments that have filled me with so much satisfaction for my profession.