Welcome to my blog. 

It seems my life has been spent in the middle. First as the second daughter followed by my brother.  These days I am part of the sandwich generation caught in the middle between my 90 year old father who lives with us and my daughter who just turned 21. He is part of the what Tom Brokaw called the "greatest generation" and she is part of Generation Y or a Millennial.

As a middle person you come to the realization that you are neither this nor that but just in the middle & often over-looked. As a child that is difficult but you kind of get used to it after awhile.

As a professional who supported herself for years after graduate school and later as a wife who juggled work and home, later a mother and a widow who continued to juggle all of the same priorities you expect that others will see your worth. 

Here I am: a responsible adult who feels that once again I am in the middle being torn in multiple directions and still not noticed as a productive, caring person.  I have an elderly and increasingly senile father in the home who grew up in the twenties and thirties when women had little voice in things and in many ways were like the children who were to be seen but not heard.  I am the mother of a newly minted 21 year old who thinks I am increasingly like her grandpa--old no question, having hearing problems and more than a few brain cells missing.  I remember when I was about her age and thought I was as smart or smarter than my parents who never went anywhere and did anything so I know it is part of the growing up process but its more difficult to be on the receiving end than I ever imagined especially since in my profession my colleagues do not view me this way.