My family is small; it’s me, my 8 year old daughter, and our two cats, Mouse and Gigi. Having a small family while having Parkinson’s disease is hard, and harder during COVID. My strategies for getting by in the pre-COVID era have been strained, stretched, or just thrown out the window. I was used to relying on lots of help from my friends – cue the Beatles song here – and by outsourcing household chores like cleaning the house. It was a tenuous balance at best – or as I would say, a juggle where sometimes balls got dropped. But juggling is a practice, and I would pick up the balls and start again.