Ask

Last summer I went with my dad to an extended care facility where his church was giving a service to their members who lived there and he was the featured speaker.  His topic was "ask" as in ask god for the things you need.

Each year my friend has a word that is the theme she focuses on in her life and it shows on her blog.  I thought a lot about it, especially lately, and my word is ASK.

I've needed even more help in the last few days since the sprained ankle incident.  I needed help from my gram to take me to the doc and the pharmacy and some other places, and then today my brother came over and helped me.  He took out my garbage and put in all those daylight spectrum lightbulbs because he's tall and I can't stand on a chair with crutches.  He helped me put my splint cast thing on.  He took my grocery shopping.  He took me out to the family's house to hang out and brought me home when I was so tired.  He brought in my dog food because that's something he always does for me.

And I asked for that help.  And I got it.  I am very grateful for my family, my support system, the people who take care of me.  I'm grateful I was able to hear my dad's talk and learned to ask.  For long-term readers of this blog, you know asking for help has never been something I'm good at.  I'm getting better.  I'll try to ask for help when I'm not. :)