I’ve missed being here in my own little corner of cyberspace! I had intentions of beginning again when my little people started back to school, but an unexpected accident (are accidents always unexpected? Was that redundant?…I apologize…I’ve been through a bit of trauma in the last few days and am hoping to have my wits about me again before the end of the week…but who knows?)…anyway, I’ve been in and out of the ER, doc’s offices, and surgical center with someone in my life this week. I’m looking forward to some peace and quiet (does that really exist?) soon. Maybe.
So, I’ve been thinking since the opening of 2013 on the blessings I receive through the generosity of others and how recognizing their kindnesses gives me energy to go out of my comfort zone and bless the lives of others.
Take last week for example. I spent one day having a friend and her children visit…and, while we chatted in the kitchen, she grabbed a rag and began wiping down my stove. She inquired whether or not it would bother me (and it didn’t, so she continued).
We also were able to have dinner with some dear friends in their home. They let our children meander through various activities (including helping with dinner and dessert preparations) while making our family feel welcomed, valued, and loved. And my heart was full.
So, the next day, as I thought of a friend who was suffering with sickness in her home, I prepared a meal to take to her family. I felt so happy and grateful to be able to spread around the kindness and feelings of love that had been recently extended to me.
As we have had this trauma experience as of late, I have continued to be grateful for the helping hands, encouraging emails or phone calls, and the prayers offered in our family’s behalf. We have been blessed beyond measure through this experience.
I hope that 2013 finds you well and happily filling your days with love and light! Sending hugs to you and yours! (I’ve missed you…and writing…and blogging…and hearing your stories!)
So, last night I was at a loss…or lost…or something…completely not myself. Without going into detail, let’s just say my world was not rocking along smoothly. Sure, I had 47,455 words toward my NaNoWriMo goal, and everyone was clothed…well, pretty much everyone since the preschooler removes his shirt often lately in the name of being the Hulk…and we fed everyone…but the clutter of the house and the weight of two weeks of an unhealthy household and people being reinfected (plus little to no sleep the night before) was hurting my heart…not to mention my head. When I’m tired, I find that my will to be positive is depleted to almost nothing…you?
Anyway, right before I went to bed, I sent a post out to my dear Facebook friends asking for some prayers (since we were doing pretty much all we could of ourselves and needed strength we didn’t possess). Several people commented and liked the post…even within moments…and the positive energy sent in our behalf brought a lighter feeling to our home and healthier feelings here.
I wonder why I didn’t ask sooner.
Sometimes I wait until I am at the end of my rope to ask for help. Why is that? I’m not sure, but I’m thinking about it today…. I know that I don’t like to bother people. I also know that I feel like what happens is my responsibility and that I should take care of whatever it is. And, I’m sure other reasons exist. I will keep pondering….
This song has been running through my head today, though, as I have thought of how awesome I feel when I ask for help from others and they come running.
Just seeing the positive comments from friends has helped me feel that I am not alone in the universe…that people love me…and that together we can get through this life (and enjoy our time here, as well)!
Asking for help empowered others to offer positive energy that I desperately needed. And, I imagine their burdens were made a little lighter, as well. 🙂
And now, I’m off to more writing and word counting…2 days left of November…and NaNoWriMo…(which I will miss)!