"We are not more noble or stronger or braver for not accepting help, we are actually weaker. We are less compassionate. We are more judging."
I’m in charge of a dinner and program tonight for 60 women.
I was on my feet all day yesterday shopping, prepping, cleaning, gathering, etc. And today I will be going full steam ahead cooking, decorating, hauling and setting up. I can already imagine my future back pain. I’m getting old and these big gigs aren’t as easy as they used to be.
Plus I was down all day Sunday with some kind of stomach bug. I’ll spare you the details, but let’s just say I lost three pounds in one day as a result. I’m still not a 100%.
Yesterday, I got a text from a friend that said, “Hey, I know you’re not feeling awesome. Can I help you out tomorrow?”
I thought about how to reply for at least three minutes. My first instinct was to say “I’m good” or “I’m fine” or “I’ll be okay,” but then I I told myself, “You have a huge task ahead, you are not feeling well, and someone wants to help you. Take her up on something.”