Thursday, December 22, 2016

12/22/16 - DaDecBloPoMo day 22 - The Cavalry has arrived

I got a text yesterday morning, "Would you like it if I came over tomorrow and helped you clean?"  An answer to prayers, of course I would!

The best Daddy in the world, mine, had been in an accident before I was born which left him with a stiff left leg and missing three fingers of his right hand.  He was told he would never walk again.  He had a wife and two little boys to support so he was determined to not only walk but go back to work, which he did.

My Daddy would never ask for help.  I don't think it was out of pride but because he thought he could do it all, and do it all with little to no help from others.

I am like my Daddy about asking for help.  I hate admitting defeat and that's how I feel if I ask for help.  I know I can't do it all but a part of my brain says, sure you can.  Then that part of my brain makes me feel like I'm a big old loser because I don't do it all.

So to my Kristin, thank you, I love you.  Image result for kissing lips

Tomorrow:  "The Vase"

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