When you’re caregiving you can’t always get, or do, what you want. There are pills to be given, meals to be made, visiting nurses, and most of all the need to be ever watchful. You can fight it, resent it, maybe even believe that happiness is doing anything but these menial, repetitive tasks, but when you stop arguing with reality and embrace the moment, life gets simpler. “Chop wood, carry water,” the zen masters advised; just do what must be done, moment by moment. This was written in the middle of the those 12 weeks of intense caregiving.