Blessed, or something like that

Fighting a kidney infection and peptic ulcers, among other things, has left me nearly bed bound for 2 weeks. It brings tears to my eyes when I realize how little I can accomplish right now.

And then I hear the dishwasher. And a faint spinning of the clothes dryer. Both started without me.

And I know, we were meant to have families.

And somehow, we all get through.