Today, I nearly had a meltdown because I couldn't get up to make dinner. My spouse, in all their patience & love, immediately stepped up and took my instructions to start dinner while I sorted myself out.
After, while I was fidgety & anxious, he asked if he could help. I said yes. They gave a big, big hug, and said probably some of the most amazing words he could have,
"I'm not mad at you. You're allowed to be disabled around me."














