Sometimes it's a pretty tough thing, coming to terms with what we can and cannot do.
And somehow, despite spending a lifetime in the helping position , and really truly believing its fine to accept help.....
Still, when that deal goes down. Of actually and really needing help. And you're not even old yet. Just... challenged.
Why then, it's time to let it unfold inside of us, releasing that which we hid from ourselves .
The reality. It's come to this. Then ditching the mellow-drama. And learning to deal.
A dear friend came by after being very busy for months . Embraced me, looked around, took stock. Brought with her plastic for windows .washed the big living room window , taking care of all the spider mothers carefully clutching their precious egg sacks .
I rallied to help put the storm windows in place , and then napped while she attacked the huge pile of dishes that, truly , proliferated on its own since the Monday Boston day.
She politely oohed and aaahhhed at the new furnace, surreptitiously checked out the upstairs , and said she'd make sure 'we' could clear out the dining room in time to have all the kids in there for Christmas dinner.
Then she was on her way, turning and calling goodbye and go rest and see you tomorrow , I know how sad she was gone so long, and digging in to help me the same way I had once helped her.
And somehow, despite spending a lifetime in the helping position , and really truly believing its fine to accept help.....
Still, when that deal goes down. Of actually and really needing help. And you're not even old yet. Just... challenged.
Why then, it's time to let it unfold inside of us, releasing that which we hid from ourselves .
The reality. It's come to this. Then ditching the mellow-drama. And learning to deal.
A dear friend came by after being very busy for months . Embraced me, looked around, took stock. Brought with her plastic for windows .washed the big living room window , taking care of all the spider mothers carefully clutching their precious egg sacks .
I rallied to help put the storm windows in place , and then napped while she attacked the huge pile of dishes that, truly , proliferated on its own since the Monday Boston day.
She politely oohed and aaahhhed at the new furnace, surreptitiously checked out the upstairs , and said she'd make sure 'we' could clear out the dining room in time to have all the kids in there for Christmas dinner.
Then she was on her way, turning and calling goodbye and go rest and see you tomorrow , I know how sad she was gone so long, and digging in to help me the same way I had once helped her.
How love looks and breathes and sings.
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