This afternoon when our little summer lunch crew got together over beer, cocktails and food, we joked, teased and laughed with each other and then shared the toughest parts of what each of us is currently dealing with .
T has a father in hospice and a mother with dementia He and his siblings recently moved their folks 500 miles from the childhood home they built their lives together in. L-1 has an older teen pushing all the boundaries and doesn't know what to do next. L-2 does whatever it takes to support a SIL who is third on a list for an organ transplant, even if it means helping her move from one state to another for a few months and then back again.
Sometimes it helps a teeny tiny bit to share the load, even if it's just a verbal exchange.
Lucky me, I've had two such lunches in two days.