Getting ready for an out of town funeral, I once approached my neighbors and asked if she would hem my son's pants and if he would be so kind to polish our shoes. They later told me the act of doing those things brought such joy to their lives. That is was a meaningful event to them.
The next year, getting ready for another funeral, I asked my friend if she would chose something from her closet that I would never see on her for me to wear. I did not want to wear anything of my own as I would have always been reminded where I wore them last. When she brought clothes for me to wear I felt such love and understanding. It was what I needed at that time.
So if your life puts you in the position of hearing "What can I do?" Speak Up! If the leaves on the sidewalk are distracting you, if the dogs needs washing, if you want banana flavored popsicles, just ask. There is no such thing as frivolous when you are hurting and no one will judge.
1 comment:
This is tough. I would be the first to do anything for anyone at any time and would love the fact that I could do it. However, I would probably be one of the last to ask for help. Thinking about this now makes no sense because I'm sure others feel the same in their genuine desire to help me in anyway they could. Some of this has to do with being in the workplace and the struggle of having to prove that you can do it all--especially in a male dominated world. I'm not complaining--this is my reality or my perception of it. Asking for help "might" be perceived as weakness. It makes no sense (except it my mind when I'm rationalizing it). Also, there are only certain people you let in when things are tough--you are one of mine! This post is a good one. Thanks for putting it the way you did. Now . . . can you buy a new St. Joseph and bring Toby for a visit?
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