The Mystery within... |
But then my daughter offered to help and I got the bright
idea to phone and ask if my three grandchildren would to come and help
her. I could hear grumbling in the
background when their father said they would come. But I didn’t cave.
And they came. I told them
why those stones were important to me and their enthusiasm grew for the
task. Their math skills were
employed in measuring and cutting the weed barrier, and they felt great pride
in a hard job well done and looking great!
They moved all the stones, twice, that once helped me know there were limits to my helping and that I was worthy of good self-care as I struggled with my aging parents care needs.
Well done! |
They moved all the stones, twice, that once helped me know there were limits to my helping and that I was worthy of good self-care as I struggled with my aging parents care needs.
I know I still have a lot more to learn about asking for
help.
What if we could learn the right balance between being a
helper and asking for help?
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