Truth be told, I don't even like to ask others to help with the girls......I like it when people offer, but unless I HAVE to have help I very rarely ask people to help.
That being said, lately I have needed help. But, that whole pride thing has been getting in the way....so instead, I have been trying to do everything, deal with everything myself until it gets to much and then I crash and have a massive meltdown.
After admitting something like this I always feel it is important to tell people that my life is great and that this was just a rare occurrence.....why? Because I don't want people to think I am weak. :)
I have lucked out lately....some of the times I have needed help the most...people have been there. I have been blessed with a husband who listens, understands, and agrees with me. :) He shows me the love and compassion that I need when I am at my lowest.
I have been blessed with friends who have texted at the right time, provided me with the comic relief I have needed, or even just been there to support me.
Well, the other day I did something...something a little different for me. I asked God for help. Now, don't get me wrong...I talk to God daily, but typically it is all in my head. My logic has always been that he knows what I am thinking anyways...so I will often turn the radio or TV down and we will have some great "mind conversations." However, the other day that wasn't cutting it.....so I did what I typically don't do...I spoke out loud. I simply asked for help. I think I actually said it about 4 or 5 times.....but it was out loud, it was different. You know....I think God liked that I actually asked out loud for help.....I don't think he viewed me as being weak. I actually think he liked it. It wasn't long before I was feeling better....that inner peace that is so nice to find. Now, to be honest I took a nap after my "talk" and I felt better mind, body, and soul.
All that being said, I can't help but wonder if asking for help isn't such a bad thing? Sometimes I think people need to know we need them....an out loud asking. Just as God knew I needed him, I think he was proud that I asked out loud.....perhaps he even saw it as me being a stronger person????
