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Having been sucker punched by my mom’s death, I’ve realized that it’s OK to admit I need help. So many wonderful friends and readers in my life stepped up to ask if there’s anything they could do and I finally said a very loud YES!
It then dawned on me that I rarely admit I am vulnerable. And, perhaps, I’m not the only one.
4 Surprising Insights Into Asking for Help
Raising your hand for help is not a sign of weakness, but a sign of strength
Receiving the gift of friendship made our relationships stronger, not weaker
Dealing with the pain on my own took me down a path of depression whereas sharing memories with my sister and brother brought joy
In this world of independence, self-sufficiency appears to be the pinnacle of success, yet working with others is a gift
For everyone who came forward, I say thank you! I welcome thoughts in the comments below.
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