Thank God for Moms!!!

Yeah, yeah, I know I am a mom but I’m not talking about me.   I’m talking about my mom.    Since Joe had his new cognitive test she had been here everyday that I am not working.    

Everyday I come home and dinner has been cooked.  Today I came home to find out she also worked in my garden and did my laundry.   

It is so hard to ask for any help.  I don’t want to be a bother to anyone.   I also don’t know what I need to ask for help with it.   There just don’t seem to be enough hours in the day to get it all done.   Every night I have a “To Do” list that isn’t even half completed.    

All I know is I am not in control and I need to give control over to God, then do the best I can to survive.