The Juggler

I used to read a comic strip named The Family Circus. It was about a family and their silly antics. As I was lying in bed this morning, I realized that I have been living that cartoon for a few years. In my circus I am the juggler. I am living the life of a sideshow act. I started off juggling two balls, my home life and my work life. Soon a children ball was tossed into the mix and I mastered the three ball act. My three ball act lasted for many years and I was extremely skilled at it. I was so good that the audience wanted to see more. A special ball for my parents was tossed in. I stumbled a bit at first but now I had a four ball act. I did not realize at the time that along with that ball came others. I was not given much time to hone the four ball act when more were quickly thrown into the mix. In came the healthcare aides, the doctor's appointments, the transportation people, the real estate agents and the nurses. I now had nine balls to juggle. The crowd was pleased and roared for more. They never stopped to see that I was frozen in place because if I moved a ball would be dropped and the act would falter. Once the rhythm is off it would not be easy to resume. The crowd doesn't realize that a juggler's arms get tired since they make it look so easy.