Its really hard for me to ask for help, post-Mark. Its not like I don't need or want the help, it just feels like I am burdening people who shouldn't have to take on my responsibilities. I know that's an extreme way to look at that. I guess I have always either felt self-sufficient, or as part of a team who could do most anything (me and Mark, of course). Now and then Dylan will offer to do something for me and I seem to put him off. Why is that? My "kids" are adults now, and letting them help when they can would do a world of good for all of us.
Home sweet home to be repainted soon!
things such as:
*it would help get them to see the big picture of taking care of a home
*it gives you the feel-goods to help someone else
*a family should help each other - isn't that what we teach kids?
*it would show them how to take care of their own home some day
*Its definitely a productive use of time
*more projects and chores would get done, which would not be a bad thing
*it might make me feel better to have them help me
*siblings that see other siblings pitch in might mirror that effort and offer to help
*we would be working together and spending time together
*sometimes they have good ideas for things
Leave it to a writing prompt and my own stream of consciousness to lead me to a realization!
*I'm following a series of prompts for a few posts
Words right out of my mouth. Medication sucks my energy away for several days at a time. Recently I've heard this medication that takes away the desire to eat, also can take away the desire for other things we like to do. For some people its shopping, which I never like. It my case I think its affecting my sewing and quilting desire.
ReplyDeleteI've had girlfriends to volunteer to help organize all of G's stuff I brought home and stacked in his room. That will soon be 2 years ago! Why can't I bring myself to say yes. You've just written one answer here I believe.