Well, this week I hit a wall. I was faced with more to do than I could even imagine accomplishing in a short span of time and I found myself beginning to panic. My anxiety level was off the charts…so much for practicing what I preach!
As the stress built and I found myself with tears right behind my eyes for almost 48 hours straight, I decided maybe it was time to put my mouth where my keyboard has been. I called my best friend and asked for her help. Without hesitation she said yes and her hard work, objectivity and good humor made what would have been a horribly long and frustrating process absolutely perfect.
We were talking about how hard it is for either of us to ask for help. We wondered if we actually believed that asking for help was a sign of weakness. And, yet, as we talked, we began to laugh at how absurd it is to think that strength or independence is somehow compromised when we ask for help. In fact, strength was doubled when we depended on each other to complete the task.
Maybe, we wondered, we hesitate to ask for help for fear of imposing on the other person’s busy schedule. Again, we laughed at the craziness of that thinking knowing that after being friends for almost 60 years we would drop everything to come to the others aid.
Or, maybe, moving ahead through whatever is put in front of us is second nature to us by now and we don’t even realize how depleted we can become by simply doing what needs to be done day after day.
Whatever the reason I learned a valuable lesson the other day. Asking for help when I hit a wall is a good idea. It put my week on a much saner path and so much was accomplished. But here is what I will really hope I will take away from this experience…asking for help before I hit the wall is an even better idea.
Thanks, Jan, for being a friend, a soul sister, and a fellow traveler in this crazy, stressed out world we live in and have created for ourselves. You make it so much easier.