I Thought You Brave

Good day Beloved, as I write this blog there are a few things rollin ’round my mind. One is that it is just nine months since my Beloved passed, how time flies. Two is that this year is just as harsh or harsher than last year so far, Covid is still raging and in some places getting worse. Three is how difficult is is for so many of us to ask for help. We hear so many times as we grow how much we should be able to help ourselves no matter what. Phrases like, keep a stiff upper lip, pull yourself up by your bootstraps, and my favorite she said sarcastically, God helps those who help themselves.

How many of us have ever needed and or wanted help with something? Speaking for myself I need help more often than I care to admit. Growing up in the shadow of a long line of stiff-necked Germans I learned quickly that asking for help was not really something that was done in my family. In my adult life I have been retraining my mind and heart to be ok with asking for help. It is a hard, hard lesson to learn. I am sure I will be working on this lesson for the rest of my life. How about you?

Here is the part where I ask you to ponder something. Are you brave enough to ask for help with whatever you could use a hand with? That’s right, I think it takes a lot of bravery to ask for help. You need to be vulnerable with someone to ask for help. That is a hard thing to do. In these harsh times that we are in right now I think all of us need to dig deep, find every ounce of brave that we can and ask for help. Could be something like getting help with yard work or snow removal or getting the taxes done or getting help with our mental health or our physical health. It doesn’t matter the “what” it matters that we do it, we ask for help. We are NOT self-sufficient. We are not designed to be self-sufficient. We are designed to need others. That’s how we grow and learn. By being brave and asking for help we expand our world AND we expand the world of the person who gets the privilege and honor of helping.

I know for me, I think it a privilege when I am allowed to help someone. Doesn’t matter if it is a big thing or a small thing. The fact that some one trusts me enough to ask for help is a big deal to me. Be brave Beloved, be brave and ask for help when you need it.

Have a lovely…

Mona Langmaackmelin

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