Help

I love when people truly mean what they offer as help. Too often, it seems that people make offers out of a sense of obligation, or self-preservation in terms of status, perhaps. Offers like that, when taken up, usually leave a sour taste in the relationship. And that always sucks. When I make an offer, I mean it. I have had too many people not mean it when they have made offers to me, and it has me be mistrustful of people’s offers now, even the honest ones. I don’t like that. I’ve been working on just simply asking, seeing somehow if the offer was genuine or if it was a version of fake. That, while uncomfortable, seems to help weed out the fake stuff and create deeper connections with those who truly meant their offers. Around baby hand-me-downs… it has been a tough one to navigate. But I have been gaining practice in that follow-up asking… and in telling when things won’t turn out, even before the ask. So, it’s cool to be able to confirm my suspicions, at least, now that I’m asking. Then I’ve been able to move forward understanding better then situation and also knowing that I’m good at reading situations. Double positive there(!).

Okay, going to sleep.

Thank you, God, for this life and the love I receive and give within it. Help me always to see clearly my next step in fulfilling your will in my life. Help me and my family to be our best selves and to help one another be our best selves. Make my husband and my daughter and me well, please, and keep us safe. Thank you for our home. Please, keep our home safe and whole. In your name, I pray. Amen.

Post-a-day 2025