Living an ordinary everyday, extraordinary life

It's funny how quickly we can fall into a routine. Two short weeks ago grandma fell on Monday then my brother was admitted into the hospital the following Monday with blood clots including a pulmonary embolism. I've felt, at times, like this is some kind of dream I'm living in that I can't wake up from. Other times I've relished the new routines themselves as a way to keep my mind busy so that I don't go crazy.
A part of my routine has been bedtime. No, not the one with the five people I live with, but grandma's. While momma was at the hospital with Jeff or eating her dinner or taking her bath, I get grandma's night clothes ready, put her vitamins out in her cup, empty the oxygen machine's excess water, get Ms Kitty cat's food ready, clean & get the coffee pot ready for morning, ect. Just menial tasks that I can do so that our full attention is on grandma come 830/9 o'clock when momma gets back & grandma is getting tired.
An unexpected part of that routine is the amount of time I've been able to spend with my parents. After finding grandma's comfortable place, she begins to drift off. Momma & I sit on the couch & cry together, talk about the day, you know - generally solve the world's problems. It's become a sweet time that we wouldn't have otherwise.
After only a few days of my daddy finding out I was walking through the woods in the dark at 1030, daddy began insisting on coming to pick me up and give me a ride home on their gator. I kept telling him that I was ok & that the kids & I had even put up a solar powered path from old lamps for me to walk so it wasn't so bad. Still, he waits up, fully dressed, for the text from momma that I'm ready to go home. The bumpy ride through the woods down the lighted path has become one of the highlights of my day, errr, night. I have my daddy, much like I had momma just a few moments before, all to myself.
Tonight grandma fell asleep with the TV on Charles Stanley. I've always enjoyed his teaching. But tonight's message was from Judges about Gideon. One of the things he shared was that God sends us encouragement exactly when we need it. That's exactly what goes on from 930 until 11. Encouragement. From the two people that God gave me 38yrs ago that have loved me through all the great times, the stupid times and now, the times we all need each other most. They've just lived their ordinary everyday lives and through that, taught me how to serve and encourage others, while STILL serving and encouraging me.