Over the last year plus countless friends from all parts of my life have come over to help with house and yard work.  Often after they left I would cry.  I was brought to tears because 1.) I was shocked at how nice people could be to a fellow human, and 2.) I could not believe my state of being was so bad that I was unable to perform the tasks they did.

Thank you cards were sent out to all but it never felt like it was enough.  Last weekend, I finally did what I feel is an appropriate thank you to all the helpers.

I went over to a family members house and did some yard work!  It was pretty un-fun work but it felt great to help someone else, who in this case, did not request the help.  I had forgotten how rewarding it is to help someone else in need.

I am unable to “work” the way I used to- breathing is difficult when my heart rate is elevated.  I learned that it did not really matter how much I did.  The simple fact that I went over and worked as much as I could was enough.

I encourage all of you to help out a friend, neighbor, or family member this weekend. You’ll feel fantastic about it.