Saturday, December 17, 2011
Asking For Help
I had my car battery die suddenly the other day. No services were held. No tears were shed. No burial was done. But (as usual) it made me think.
I had real trouble asking any friends I have down here for help.
What could be easier than talking to someone you care about and know well? The very definition of a friend, if you ask anyone, is that real true friends are THERE for you in times of need. They would be happy to help. So why did I NOT ask anyone or even CONSIDER it? I must have issues....
When the car didn't start, I started to review my situation.... no jumper cables.... no neighbors I knew to ask for help..... no AAA to call.... no desire to ask Larry, or Donna, or anyone else I knew to come in and save the day. I was going to be my usual independent self.
The whole thing could have been handled so much better, so much quicker, so much more enjoyable! GRRRRRRRRRRR
Why do I find it so much easier to ask the maintenance guy at the complex than a friend? It's not just the battery but in almost everything I do. Is it because I have been alone so long? Is it because I don't have a list an arm's length long of friends to call? Is it because I have more friends over 100 miles away than under? Is it because I might have an chemical imbalance? I wish I had an answer....
I am sure a lot of folks probably think the same so I want to open the door wider than it already is. What am I going to do about it? I am going to give my number to the neighbors I have and tell them if THEY need any help, they can call me. I don't want any of THEM to go thru this uncomfortable situation. I am going to remind my friends they can count me in for any help they need. I am going to ask someone that looks like they NEED help if I can assist, more than I already do.
That doesn't really help ME but I have survived THIS long...
Really dumb huh?