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This has been a huge issue in my life. I worked for nearly 15 years,in first the disability 'sector',and then in aged care. Physically helping people-toileting,washing,feeding,etc. One thing I learned over time,and needed reminding of occasionally,was to be 'attentive'. Doing the physical labour went hand in hand with listening to people's needs and life stories. If I was working with a grouch,I would focus more on my work,but even then occasionally hear genuine concerns that needed addressing. I gained a lot of life wisdom,and some interesting stories that I share with people from time to time,to this day. Sadly ironic,that my wife became wheelchair bound,after gradually succumbing to her physical disability,nearly a decade ago. I have learned,and I mean over a long period of time,to be 'attentive',to be present,with my wife in her regular physical discomfort. Living with lament,but knowing at the end of the day,I have done my best. And that the joy of the Lord is my strength. Particular days,I have had no other strength to muster. I have even learned of the Lord through this. When I have not been at 'my best',I talk with the Lord,and seek wise counsel. A friend to talk with. A Christian therapist of some sort. I have had to learn to make routine,to give time to my wife's needs,or in a different way,back in the days when I was a paid carer,and then 'close the door',and focus on other things. Taking a break,or doing the mundane stuff of life,or investing time in a hobby. We can live with lament,not pretend away the realities of our,or other's circumstances,and at the same time,care for ourselves,without being a 'martyr' or becoming a grouch. By the sufficient Grace of God. (*I have just realised how often I used the word "Grouch". I guess because I've looked in the mirror once or twice,and seen "Oscar the Grouch". Another pivotal moment in praying and learning how to live without lament overtaking me.*)

@@jasonayres wow, that sounds rough. God bless you! And thanks for sharing, that gives me better understanding of what to do.

@@jennamicheleable And God bless you,too. My dad used to say,as I'd leave the house,"Take care of yourself." I'd smile,or say,"Yeah." On occasions,Dad would stop me and say, "No. Take care of...your self." It sunk in after a while. And I pray the same for you.