I have been a Roman Catholic all of my life. When I was 25 years old and living in San Diego, California, I attended a Bible Study group for the first time. That as the beginning of me seriously and purposefully reading Holy Scripture and my long and loving relationship with Jesus Christ.
Twenty years ago, my father Lenny, died in my arms. He was at home in Cincinnati and on hospice care. I journaled the last 3 weeks of his life, recording what he said and the conversations we shared. I was a nurse but never thought of myself as a care giver until I became my fathers’ caregiver. He taught me very well about the dying process. This experience pointed me in a new direction as a hospice nurse.
Since that time, I have been privileged to have been a caregiver for my mother, my brother, my children’s baby sitter, neighbors, my aunt and uncle, my dearest childhood friend and my mother-in-law. Often times, I experienced days where I just didn’t want to be the one to give the care to those I loved. A friend suggested I attend a support group for folks who are caregivers. The meetings were once a month at St. Andrew. I am someone who thinks I can do it all just fine by myself, although, I went to a meeting. I learned that it’s ok to accept help and that God wants us to come to Him for strength and guidance.
Today, I am one of the facilitators of our Caregivers Support group at St. Andrew and have led this ministry for 12 years. We meet the 1st Tuesday of every month in the church basement from 7-8:30pm. What is expressed is respected and confidential. We share concerns and knowledge and at times, we cry and laugh about our experience which is in itself healing! All are welcome to volunteer or to come for discussion.
Blessed are the merciful for they will be shown mercy. Mt. 5:7
Marcy Schutte is a recently retired hospice nurse with 3 children and 3 grandchildren. She has been active in the parish in various ministries for many years. Marcy loves to cook, travel to visit grandchildren and is a master gardener. She has 13 separate flower beds and finds it is in the garden where she feels most at home with God. She and her husband, Deacon Tim have been married for 23 years.