Caregiving for my late husband often left me feeling helpless
I remember the first time my late husband, Jeff, fell as a result of ALS. Falls can be common with the disease, but I was still shocked each time one happened. When Jeff…
Thunder Road — Juliet Taylor
Juliet lost her husband, Jeff, to ALS in 2020, 19 months after his diagnosis. Together Jeff and Juliet enjoyed being on the water, live music, pets, and traveling. She was his primary caregiver, and finds meaning and healing in helping individuals and families who are living with or have lost a loved one to ALS. Juliet lives with her rescue pup, Sailor, on the eastern shore of Maryland, in a home that Jeff chose because it reminded him of his beloved Green Lake in Michigan.
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Honoring holiday traditions during and after life with ALS
One of the things I cherished most about my late husband, Jeff, was his love of the holidays. From the year we began dating until our last Christmas, before he died from ALS…
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Recognizing the signs of angels who walk among us
A few weeks after my late husband, Jeff, was diagnosed with ALS in 2018, we were sitting in our primary care doctor’s office to talk. We’d just received a second opinion confirming the…
ALS and the heavy burden of grief
It was six years ago last week that my late husband, Jeff, and I sat in a neurologist’s office in Maryland as the doctor said, “I believe that this is ALS.” Moments before,…
A new ALS app called Roon shares wisdom from experts and patients
When I reflect on my time as a caregiver to my late husband, Jeff, while we lived with his ALS, I remember how afraid I often felt. I was fearful of injuring him…
How the power of music brought meaning to life with ALS
I remember borrowing a coffee tumbler emblazoned with a Royal Caribbean cruise ship logo from my late husband, Jeff, while we were dating. I wanted to take my coffee home from a visit to…
What does strength really mean in life with ALS?
When I met my late husband, Jeff, we lived exactly 7 miles apart by car, our respective homes separated by the Potomac River just south of Washington, D.C. The bridge that crossed it nearest…
What we can learn from living out loud with ALS
I’m writing this column while gazing out over a foggy Pacific Ocean, aboard a ship that’s taking a group of us from Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada, to the icy waters of Glacier Bay, Alaska,…
The gift of presence made us less isolated while living with ALS
When my late husband, Jeff, was diagnosed with ALS in 2018, I remember reading that it could be an isolating disease. I didn’t understand that at the time; our days were filled with…
Recognizing and managing the fear that ALS triggers
A few weeks ago, I was driving out of my neighborhood when I noticed a sheriff’s car passing me slowly, headed in the direction I’d come from. Reflexively, I made a U-turn and began…
How unbroken family bonds became my pillars of strength
On my first date with my late husband, Jeff, he rhapsodized about his family. He was the middle child of seven, and it was clear from the start that his brothers and sisters were…
What do we do when ALS caregivers become injured or sick?
It’s been more than four years since I was a caregiver for my late husband, Jeff, who died of ALS in May 2020. Caring for Jeff is the hardest and scariest thing I’ve…
