There are just some weeks that are more tense than others. This is one of them. The mental gymnastics that it takes to remember to breathe are almost more than I can take.
And yet, none of it is taking place first person.
My sister reminded me recently that we are lucky to love people so much that we carry their pain. She's right.
If you are in pain today, and I know about it, know that I'm helping you carry it.
You can pay for my massage one of these days when you're back on your feet.
Hang in there, and don't forget to take care of yourself in the midst of caring for others. (Just in case you needed that reminder.) :)
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