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Asking for help is a tough one for me.

Of Storms and Peace

After all this time asking for help doesn’t get any easier. Especially after getting a little taste of independence and freedom.

Due to sickness and injury amongst those who are on my care schedule and the fact that I was doing a little better I have had a few days where I was on my own. Help was only a phone call away, but I did it on my own and as usual I liked it. It felt good to be standing on my own two feet without help, literally and figuratively.

As I woke up this morning however, I instantly knew this was not going to be a good day. My body was already rebelling. If it were me, alone, maybe I could still try to manage on my own, but I have the children to think about, and so, reluctantly I texted my sister saying I needed someone…

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