Reader,

Let’s tell the truth: many of us are doing double duty. One role has a title, a paycheck, and maybe even a corner office. The other? It has no salary, no benefits, and no boundaries.

I’m talking about caregiving.

For Black women in midlife, caregiving isn’t an exception—it’s an expectation. We are the ones driving our parents to doctor’s visits, covering prescriptions, holding down households, paying the bills, and rearranging our calendars—all while leading teams, showing up for our communities, and carrying the weight of being “the strong one.”

Here’s what a recent study revealed about the weight we already feel it in our bones:
🌍 Black caregivers spend 34% of their income on caregiving costs—more than any other group.
💼 Many of us scale back hours or turn down promotions just to keep everything afloat.
💔 The toll shows up in our bodies: hypertension, sleepless nights, and the quiet creep of burnout.

And still, it’s treated like invisible labor. Employers don’t account for it. Retirement plans don’t factor it in. Too often, even family assumes we’ll “just handle it.”

So here’s the invitation: take a pause and ask yourself—
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✨ Who else in my family has the capacity to share this responsibility with me?
✨ How am I protecting my health and career with boundaries that honor my worth?

This isn’t only about surviving the moment. It’s about preserving your power, your peace, and your possibility.

Because yes, you are a caregiver. But you are also a leader. A builder. A woman whose rest, joy, and future matter.

In Solidarity,