By Natasha | Founder, Kolofon Health
Some of us find our life’s path out of convenience. Others follow the influence of those around them. And then there are those of us who do what we do simply because we love to.
Have you ever gone to a restaurant and felt rushed, overlooked, or poorly served? You might’ve wondered, Why are they working here if they clearly don’t enjoy it? The truth is, we live in a society that often makes choices out of convenience—not out of alignment with who we truly are. We get stuck in roles or routines, chasing a paycheck instead of purpose. The result? A web of insecurity, frustration, isolation, and emptiness.
But I’ve learned that when you give yourself permission to do what you love, it’s no longer just work—it becomes a calling. For me, that calling is caregiving.
Helping others has always come naturally to me. I love watching people grow, heal, and feel supported right where they are. That’s the heart of what I do. What I’ve never understood is how anyone could enter this profession with money as their only motivation. Caring for people takes compassion, patience, and deep reflection. It demands that we check in with ourselves as much as we check in on our clients.
Caregiving, for me, is 24/7. It’s not just something I do—it’s who I am. At home, in the community, wherever I go, I find myself nurturing those around me. But somewhere along the way, I forgot to nurture me. I stopped working out. I skipped meals. I ignored the signs that my own health was fading into the background.
That changed the day I took a step of faith and created Kolofon Health.
Running my own caregiving business has not only helped me provide care for others—it has helped me care for myself. In helping my clients live their lives with dignity and joy, I discovered how to reclaim mine.
One of my clients, in their 80s, reminded me of the simple joys I had been missing. Walks in the sunshine. Conversations without a clock ticking. Choosing whole foods over fast foods. They didn’t rush through their days—and it encouraged me to slow down too.
I had always dreamed of caregiving outdoors, of blending care with creation. And now I was finally doing it. That sunshine? It’s not just good for them—it’s good for me too. Vitamin D. Fresh air. A moment of peace. I found myself moving more, smiling more, and yes—eating better and exercising again. And it all started with a client who unknowingly pushed me to do what I had procrastinated for far too long.
Caregiving, when done with love, is not one-sided. It’s a sacred exchange.
So, the next time you see a caregiver, remember sometimes, the people we serve are the ones saving us.