Encore: High Seas Respite 3

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Welcome back listeners to another episode of high seas respite. Where we navigate the often turbulent. But always meaningful waters of caregiving and personal discovery. I'm Beverly Nance your guide on this journey. Today in our third episode title. Adjusting sails we delve deeper into the lives of two sisters, Kathy and Nicole. As they confront the realities of caregiving and the necessity. Of self care. Kathy finds herself a drift in a sea of relaxation and reflection. while Nicole tackles the waves of responsibility back home. So grab your life, vest your listeners. As we set, sail into their stories, learning. What it truly means to care for others. And ourselves. Thank you for joining us and let's get started.

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In the world of caregiving, the boundaries between duty and devotion are often blurred. For Nicole stepping into her sister Cathy's shoes was more than an act of familial obligation. It was a plunge into unchartered waters. Meanwhile, Kathy aboard a cruise ship serenade for the seas finds herself in a different kind of journey. Oh self reflection and unexpected camaraderie. It's early morning at Paula's house. The day begins with Nicole attempting to prepare breakfast. But first she stands at the kitchen. And looks through a stack of notes on the counter. Kathy's handwriting is scribbled out on all of the days, necessities. Nicole was talking to herself. Okay, mom needs to take her meds before breakfast, or is it after breakfast? She thumbed through Kathy's notes again. As Nicole fumbles with the pill organizer. Her frustrations already starting to Mount. And it's early in the morning. each slot. is a remind her of her. Sister's silent burden a burden now. Hers to bear. In her mom Paula's room. a capsule of memories, holds echo's of a life filled with purpose and passion. Now as the limitations of age encroach upon her independence. Paula find solace in these memories. Her mind painting a picture of her younger self, a woman defined by her resilience and zest for life. In walks, Nicole. Good morning, mom. I've got coffee brewing and I'm making your favorite. Buttermilk pancakes. How are you feeling today? Good morning, Kathy. No, no mom. I'm Nicole I'm I'm Nicole. Kathy went on a cruise. Remember? Kathy's going to be gone for a whole week. Paula was just thinking about the old days, the garden parties and all the little ones running around. It feels like a different world now. As Nicole listens to her, mother's reminiscing, a smile touches her lips, her heart warming with the stories she told so many times yet. They never grow old. These stories. Paula stories are threads in the fabric of their family tapestry. Colored by the hues of joy. Nostalgia and sometimes a touch of sadness. In these quiet moments of reminisce. Nicole, not only sees her mother as a woman who needs care, but as a woman who has lived a full life, a vibrant life. It's a poignant reminder of the depth of individual history. Each caregiver must honor and preserve even as they help write new chapters. In Paula's kitchen near. The aroma of fresh brewed coffee and buttermilk pancakes. Sunlight streams through the window. Casting a warm glow on the breakfast table where Paula and Nicole are seated. As I settled in for the morning. With a comforting breakfast, the kitchen feels like a sanctuary from the world's rush. Nicole embracing her role more confidently. Now. sees an opportunity to not just care for her mother, but to connect with her on a deeper level. Mom, what would you like to do today? I thought maybe if you're up for it, we can spend some time in your garden after breakfast. I know how much you miss it. Well, that sounds good. Kathy. No mom. I'm Nicole. Remember, I told you Kathy's gone on a cruise for a whole week. Which I'm going to be here with you. I know you haven't been out there in a long time, so maybe we can go out and we can do some gardening. Do you think you could try to prune the roses and show me how to prune them as well? They're always bloom so beautiful this time of year. Nicole nods her heart lifting at the joy of her mother's voice. Hey, joy sparked by the mere thought of tending to her beloved garden. a place for Paula's spirit truly dwells. With breakfast plates cleared nicole helps Paula tour, her feet, supporting her as they step out into the backyard. The garden once Paul has pride in sanctuary. Show signs of neglect, but it's still a beautiful Testament of years of loving care. As they approached the rose bushes. Paula's instructions are clear and confident her expertise. Undiminished by time, she guides Nicole on how to select the right branches to prune each instruction. Interwoven with antidotes of past seasons blooms. And visitors, both human and butterfly that are attracted. You see deer, you want to cut just below the bud that faces outward. That way the new branch has room to grow and won't cross the others. oh, and remember the summer. That we had a family of Robins nesting right here. I remember mom. I do remember. You were so excited every morning to check on them. It's really nice being out here with you, mom. In a simple act of pruning roses, a bridge forms between past and present. Mother and daughter. Caregiver and cared for Nicole finds herself, not just performing a task. But participating in a ritual. Of renewal and connection. Today the garden does more than witness the revival of its plants. It witnesses, the strengthening of a bond the kind that roots deeply in shared moments of love and legacy. And as they continue their work, the garden begins to regain his former glory, each snip and trim a step towards bringing back. It's life. Most like renewing the bond between Nicole and Paula. As Paula becomes tired. Nicole decides that it's time to go inside. Mom, would you like to go in for a nap? Yeah, I think it's, um, I'm getting kind of tired. Um, Nicole, right? Nicole. I don't know why I keep calling you Kathy. It's okay. Mom is okay. Let's go in and take a nap and I can get the dishes done. Meanwhile. It's early morning aboard the cruise ships, serenade of the seas. They're docked at a vibrant port of Cozumel, the sun cast a golden glow over the ship as its ways gently in the calm Caribbean waters. As Dawn breaks over the picturesque island of Cozumel. Kathy wakes to a thrilling prospect of a day ashore. Today marks the cruise ships. First port of call, a much anticipated stop on her journey, a respite, and discovery. Kathy meets up with her group of sailing friends at the ships Lido deck for an early morning breakfast. The air is filled with excitement of the day ahead and the delicious aroma of fresh coffee and tropical fruits. Isn't this just perfect. I can't wait to explore Cozumel. I've heard the snorkeling here is incredible. Absolutely Kathy. There's a great little market downtown. We can shop for some local crafts after we snorkel, it's going to be a fantastic day. Breakfast is a lively affair with plans being made and maps consulted. Kathy feels a lightness. She hasn't felt in months, the stress of caregiving momentarily lifted. By the promise of exploration and laughter with her friends. Fully fueled by a Hardy breakfast and high spirits, Kathy and her friends disembark. The vibrant energy of Cozumel greet them the warm sun, the colorful shops, the inviting blue of the see. They first had to have a renowned snorkeling spot. Where the crystal clear waters offer a glimpse into a mesmerizing underwater world. Kathy dawning, her snorkel gear plunges into the sea. Her worries, dissolving in the cool water as she swims alongside bright fish and interpret coral formations. Look at this coral, it's like a different world down there. After hours of underwater exploration, the group dries off and head to the local market. Kathy wanders among the stalls, her eyes catching on handmade crafts. That speak to islands rich culture, and artesians meticulous care. As a reminder, her own nourishing tendencies. Yet without the weight of responsibility. Today, Kathy, isn't a caregiver. She's a traveler. And Explorer a friend. As the sun begins to set casting lone shadows over the colorful market. She finds a small hand painted vase, a perfect piece to remind her of today's freedom and joy. As they make their way back to the ship. Kathy feels recharged. Her spirit. bouied by the days of injuries and camaraderie or friends. But even as she laughs and share stories, Part of her mind wanders back to Nicola and Paula. Hoping that just, as she has found a brief escape, they too have found their own moments of peace. Kathy knows. That the guilt is creeping in and she pushes it down. As the sun begins to dip below the horizon, painting the sky and shades of orange and pink. Kathy returns to her cabin. Aboard the serenade of the seas exhausted. Yet fulfilled from her day, exploring Cozumel. She looks forward to a simple restorative piece. Restorative pleasure. Sleep. Back in the quiet sanctuary of her cabin. Kathy feels the gentle sway of the ship. A rhythmic motion. That beckons her to rest the bed with his crisp linens and plush pillows invites her to lay down her entire body. To let go of The excitement and lingering threads of guilt. That often accompany her nights. As Kathy settles into bed she reflects on the extraordinary sleep. She's had, since the voyage began. There's something about being at sea, the isolation from the world's demands, the enclosed. The secure feeling of the cabin and the steady cradling motion of the ship. That has granted her some of the best sleep of her life. Here with a vast ocean around her and miles away from her usual responsibilities. Sleep comes not as a fleeting visitor, but as a trusted friend. Is deep and restorative. Each hour spent in slumber, knitting back together, the frayed edges of her energy and spirit. Yeah, these precious moments of repose Kathy's mind and body are allowed to heal. To rebuild from the daily stresses of caregiving. It's a reminder of how crucial rest is not just for the body, but for the soul. For Kathy each night's sleep on the ship. Is not an escape, but a necessary ritual of self care. Ensuring she can continue to give the best. To those. She loves including herself. So as Kathy drifts off into a peaceful sleep, Let us remember the healing power of rest whether at sea or on land, taking the time to truly rest. Is a cornerstone of both physical health and emotional resilience. Just as a gentle waves of the ocean, bring Kathy restorative sleep. And peace. Our take your time recipe box aims to bring a wave of relaxation and renewal, right to your doorstep. Each box is carefully curated to help caregivers like Kathy and perhaps you find moment so tranquility in their demanding lives. Imagine opening a box. filled with items specifically chosen to enhance your rest and relaxation. From soothing teas and aromatic at candles to luxurious bath salts and soft, comforting sleep mask each item in our respite box is designed to replicate the calming experience. Kathy enjoys creating your own sanctuary of peace, wherever you are. Whether you're a caregiver needing a pause or someone looking to give a bit of peace to a loved one who cares for others. The take your time. Respite box is your answer. Just like Kathy find solace in her rhythmic embrace of the sea. You can find your slice of severity with each item in our box, ensuring you're not just surviving your days, but thriving through them. Visit takecaretime.com today to order your respite box. Subscribe now and experience the art of caring for yourself as diligently as you care for others. Because remember. Taking care of yourself. Isn't a luxury. It's essential. Join us next week. As we find out how the end of the week goes for Kathy at sea and Nicole at home. This episode contains reenactments and dramatize details. Now while in most cases we can't know exactly what was said. All of our dramatizations are based on research. Until next week, take care.

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