Of course, there is. .. as the Weeks unfold with Mom's accident, so many friends and relatives have done so much. So many nurses did so much. It has been amazing to feel the care and experience the warm blanket of prayers, love, and concern. And I've learned so much about myself and Mom and my son.
Being a caregiver is blessed work. Yes, it is Work. But it's a blessing.
I have also learned that yes, there is always something a person can do. I hope I remember to pair the loving words, "Let me know if there's anything I can do." with action. That action can really be anything. My sister / cousin rode with me behind the ambulance. My son's best friends made a point to visit his Granny. Visits, texts, checking on you texts, praying for you texts, phone calls, warm shawls, home baked treats, teddy bears named Peanut... and myriads of kind extensions of love. One friend drove miles to get us a wheel chair to bring Mom home. we saw several dear, Dear friends who dedicated themselves to more than one visit during the 25 days in the hospital.
I don't really think unsolicited advice is a good thing, but I give some here. Just always go ahead and send that text or card. . Take that box of crackers and cheese to the waiting room. Call and say you are thinking about your friends. Show up for the ones you love.
For after all, "These are the gifts of the Magi... and these are the wisest. Everywhere these are the wisest." (O. HENRY)