Gallery 5 of 5
Care Across Time
Care continues across time through memories, traditions, objects, and relationships. These images reflect how caregiving shapes our lives long after moments have passed.
7 photographs
Joel Anderson
My great-grandmother expressed care by making quilts. She made this quilt for me when I went to university. It was the last one she made entirely by hand before being diagnosed with dementia. Her journey with dementia inspired my program of research.
Chunhong Xiao
Grandma, my super-nurse Grannie Annie lived a life of caregiving—healing children, mentoring nurses, serving her community, and caring for her husband with dementia. She passed on my UTK job interview day, but her legacy fuels my research and honors the true heart of nursing, as we remember her 90th birthday.
Jaime Perales Puchalt
Caregiving is loving and growing together. It's being vulnerable but brave. It's navigating uncharted waters that may become too familiar. The beauty and stresses of caregiving can also be shared with others you love.
Lizzie Bowland
This may have been the happiest day of my mother's life. I'm standing behind my brother and mother and we are celebrating her move back into the assisted living community that she loved. Caring for my mother I learned so much about listening and being content with silences.
Jennifer Smith
My mother-in-law was an avid quilter and she demonstrated her care by lovingly crafting them for her family. These quilts remain a tangible reminder of the love and care she gave us, long after her passing.
Hastings Hasseltine
This picture is of my grandmother and me holding hands. This represents caregiving to me because of the love and support we show one another. The act of holding hands represents care, love and protection: we are there for each other emotionally and physically. My grandmother carried me all throughout my childhood, showing me warmth and wisdom. It is now my turn to care for her, the older she gets, as she cared for me growing up.
Kimberly Mitchell
As our old dog loses mobility, my kids lay beside him, playing Christmas songs to ease his last days. Watching them care for him so tenderly reminds me how early we learn to comfort others, and how powerful those small gestures can be.