Bob yelled, the cats ran and I moaned.
Luckily Bob helped... well he did most of the clean up and I continued on with my day. I find when things like that happen it not only shatters glass but my equilibrium.
Being short isn't something I notice a lot until I see myself in pictures with others or I can't quite reach the height I want to. Nonetheless I need to accept what is and know that there's usually help around when I need it.
That's the thing about help. When it's available and offered we need to be able to accept it. Others appreciate the opportunity to be of service to us. It blesses them and us as well. So next time someone offers to help you, say yes. It will make both of your days.
Pic.. Bobby, my Knight in shining armour!
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