True story. I cooked, cleaned & paid bills in my daughter’s house. She said, “If you can’t work, what’s the point of you being here?”

Sophie still wants her hair braided, and I still do a hit.

Ben still leans against me when we watch cartoons.

Those things haven’t changed, but I sleep now.

I take my walks in the morning without anyone needing me to be somewhere.

I read in the evenings.

I called my doctor and got my back properly assessed.

And I am doing physical therapy twice a week.

I continue reading …