One of my son's called me today, in reply to a family email I had sent out. He offered physical help with my mom, who needs to "increase" her free space in her apartment so she can move about easily with her walker. Little did I know that while we talked, mom was in the ER from having fallen, and my sister (who didn't know that mom had fallen) had emailed me a scathing email accusing me of not being "there" for mom.

That's the short story. BUT, God knew I would need my son's help before I did (natch) and my son moved at God's calling to contact me and offer his help. God is good! And He showed me His kindness again today.