I used to laugh whenever I realized I was a stereotype, or statistic. "Sweet 16 and never been kissed." "Southerner." "Child of Divorce." "Loud American." "Advanced Maternal Age." Like, what did it all mean? Who keeps up with this stuff? But now...now, I'm a member of the Sandwich Generation. And from where I stand, there are precious few of us. I'm an "older mom" of 3 young children with a mother suffering from moderate-stage early-onset Alzheimer's Disease. This has been one crazy, confusing ride so far, and I waffle between total confusion, abject misery, painful laughter, and complete isolation, several times a day. So I'll have my Sandwich Generation, and a bag of chips, please.
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