Do you REALLY care?

"I'm fine, really!"

That's what people really, truly want to hear when they ask "Are you ok? Do you need help?"

Because, in my experience (on both sides of the question) is that if you truly want to help.... you just jump in and help.

I read a mom blog very recently that was inspirational... "Do what's yours to do today."  Sounds easy enough... until you find yourself 46 years old, with three kids ages 9-16 years old, living with your early-stage dementia mom and intellectually disabled 39 year old brother.  And, oh yeah... you are on medical disability for fibromyalgia and neuropathy, just to keep the list short.

We just moved to a new low-income apartment.  A blessing, yes.  But the move.... oh, boy.  I still can't get my ish arranged or organized 16 days post-move-in.  I feel so incredibly disorganized and pathetic.  However, if I do too much at once, I'm in a lot of pain.

Oh, and
Calls to make, food to prepare, kitchen to clean, bathrooms to clean,