I spent more than 30 years caring for people I love. Caregiving shaped my life in ways I never expected, through the difficult days, the ordinary days, and the moments I will always carry with me.
For many of those years, caregiving was my second shift. I spent years working in cardiology, and when the workday ended, the caregiving didn't. Working in healthcare didn't prepare me for everything that happened when the person who needed care was someone I loved. There was exhaustion, grief, worry, responsibility, and love that followed long after the day was supposed to be over.
Along the way, I began writing things down: lessons, observations, and the things I wished someone had told me. I never planned to write a book. What started as personal notes eventually became The Second Shift: Love That Doesn't Clock Out.