Mommy helpers

As a mom I know sometimes I need help. For myself and for my daughter. When my husband has a weekend that he's out of town I schedule play dates for my daughter, and play dates for me. Why because we need time away from each other. It helps both of us appreciate each other. I also know as a mom asking for and accepting help can be a hard thing to do. We think we can do it all, all by ourselves. Well we can, but only for so long before we break down emotionally, physically, spiritually.
So why am I going on about this, again? Because I have a mommy friend who's life is in total chaos around her and she's refusing help. And I have offered it numerous times. In numerous ways. To the point I offered one more time, she said no and I lost my verbal filter and started laughing. She didn't seem offended by my laughter and the phone conversation ended fine. I then found myself upset the rest of the night. The next day I was mad. So I asked for help. I called upon another friend, who also happens to be a counselor, and we processed my actions and reactions. What it boiled down to was this very thing. It seems to be my calling to help others take care of themselves better and my friend is refusing to do so. What I forgot was, it's her path and her journey. She can take the help and support or leave it. At this moment she's choosing to leave it. These are her lessons to learn and I just may not be the teacher that's meant to teach it to her.
So where does that leave me? If she needs my help I'm here, if not that's OK too. I've done all I can. Now I must take care of myself and m family. I hope you do too!
Be well, Be happy-
Tara S. Dickherber, M.Ed, CPC

Pin It