I never get to juggle one ball at a time, there is always a handful of things demanding my  attention at once. And just when I’ve got it under control and sit down for a moment I hear “before you get too comfortable, would you hand me my glasses, pills, water (whatever)”. If it isn’t a household chore or a husband needing something, it’s a text on my phone or the cat asking for something. And those are the simple daily things I deal with let alone the complications that can arise with his health concerns and Parkinson’s diagnosis.

Currently my husband is dealing with chronic back pain. He had a cortisone injection three weeks ago that hasn’t done much to relieve the pain. He is also still dealing with the residuals of his bout of vertigo and starts Physical Therapy for both his back and balance within the next month. At this same time, we are looking at a change in caregivers, we’ve been having work done on our house, I have a small garden that has been practically ignored this year, and I have upcoming medical, dental and vision appointments of my own. Lots going on and I get to oversee it all.

Life is complicated and can even be messy at times. When people ask me about hobbies I simply shake my head and smile. If I get a chance during my day to sit down and read for a few minutes that is enough. Keeping all the balls in the air at once is difficult and at times impossible, so I have learned to excuse myself when I drop one. I am not super woman and cannot do it all, nor should I try. Instead I need to be at peace with the knowledge that I am always doing my very best and let those pesky balls go where they may.