Just So Constant
Caregiver burnout is real. I'm pretty sure that this is what is going on with me. The other day, I got a beautiful wedding invitation from my nephew. It's a few states away, so there's no way I can try to tackle it at this time. I cried. I don't cry a lot, but that day, I cried. Just a few months ago, I missed my niece's ceremony. They were very good about trying to accommodate, but it was just too far away, and funds were too low to even consider it. As caregivers, we miss a lot. Maybe we get a little used to it, eventually. But it is a constant force. Oppressively pushing us down, if we let it. Even if we fight the oppression, it's a constant fight. Day after day of life trying to stuff us down into oblivion. It's easy for it to feel that way, isn't it? There's no doubt that we are engaging in a constant fight. It's work to keep pressing in. Even though we keep coming back to fully trusting Him, life can still hurt. It can still suck the bre...