Eleven years old
Somebody had to be the one in the room
Michael Bankowski started caregiving at eleven, looking after his grandmother on his mother’s side. His mother was a nurse, so he was taught properly rather than left to guess at it, which is more than most people in that position get. It was a way to give something back to a woman who had given a great deal to him and his brother.
Most people who do this work arrive at it the same way. You are simply the person who is there when help is needed, and you work the rest out as you go.
Rosalynn Carter used to point out that there are only four kinds of people in the world: those who have been caregivers, those who are caregivers now, those who will be, and those who will need one. That is not a category. That is everybody. It was true of a boy of eleven and it is true of whoever is reading this.