The smallest things matter so much...

Tonight, I stayed out of the way. I know that my mobility is an issue, and my tremor is a hindrance. But after dinner, I went to go make myself a beverage at the same time as my hubby. And he got annoyed with me, because I was in the way. And taking time. And it honestly hurts my soul. I've told him over the last year a million times to just tell me when I'm in the way, I know it happens. But instead I get a huff, a sigh of disappointment, a startling clink as he moves things on the table. I know that he's trying to not hurt my feelings, but it hurts so much more to see the masked frustration. Just tell me that I'm in the way. Just tell me when I need to change course. I will. It's devastating sometimes...

Right now I'm feeling the feels, I'll be fine soon. But I'm giving myself the space to feel it.

And after I feel it, I will address it directly so we can stay strong and continue forward on this unanticipated path.

💜💜