In a strange turn of daily events, I heard mom get up this morning, but struggled to get myself out of bed. When I finally made it upstairs, I found her doing her laundry. I just had to help her with the detergent. She did 2 loads of her laundry, took a shower, did the dishes after meals – even hand washed, and played the piano. I, on the other hand, helped her in the shower, got meals ready, laid on the sofa and napped. She said it felt really good to get up and do some work. I thought it felt really good not to. So the backwards day was a blessing for us both.

I Found God today as my mom and I were both blessed doing different things.