I totally relate to this image. Right now I’m on both sides — I’m the supporter, but I’m also the one being held up.
The past couple of months have been extremely difficult, as my mom is dealing with health issues. My two sisters and I are supporting our parents in all ways, big and small. I’m filled with worry, stress, anxiety, and sadness — which leaves me exhausted and drained. This is unchartered territory for my family. My parents (mom is 85, dad is 93) have been in relatively good health all these years. We are so blessed.
I’m more comfortable taking on the role of supporter, but I’ve learned that I have to let people in to support me too. There’s no way I can get through this without the love of my husband, daughters, sisters, family, and friends.
Whether you’re the supporter or the one being supported, we need each other.
We aren’t meant to get through life alone.