For 3 years I’ve
been the recipient of
unconditional love, acceptance, and unlimited help … from the occasional family
member, steady loyal friends, and sometimes from absolute strangers; today
was the start of my “getting back into the swing of things”, on a local
level.
I’ve always been
a helper – I honestly never
needed help of any sort, until I became a widow; being in the position of
need was an unfamiliar feeling. I am thankful that those who stepped in to
help me, knew me, and were kind in the ways they offered – and gave – their
help (easing my discomfort of neediness). They helped me out of the
goodness of their hearts; I owe them a debt I can never repay. And they won’t ask
me to recompence them.
But I can be kind.
And I can pay that kindness forward.
That
is payment enough for my friends 😊
I’ve always been a helper.
I have missed that part of myself.
Today my helping hands were
busy for two hours, across town: it felt good to be actively engaged in helping
again. Afterwards, I ate an early supper at El Ranchero, and visited with the
owners; they were happy to see me again, and I was happy to see them again.
I will be using
my helping hands at that end of town on a regular basis … and I will be visiting
with my friends, more frequently, again.
I can also be helpful on a national
level, too.
I like to keep my hands busy 😉
But not just
busy for the sake of being busy
– I like my hands to be busy with a purpose.
Another
source of lending my hands to help, is Angel Blankets for families dealing with
infant loss.
Widowhood has taught me quite
a bit about things I did not know.
I did not know grief could
be so hard to come to terms with: I did not know how important little mementoes
would be. I did not understand that missingness would last a lifetime. I was unaware of the struggle between self-reliance and needing the support of others.
I could not have come this
far without the help and support of my lifelong-friends; and strangers who have
become cherished friends.
Friends with helping hands.
I am glad my hands are being put to use again.
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