Accepting Help - Part Of The Safety Net

By nature and upbringing, I never asked for uncompensated help for much of anything. During Dad’s long sickness and the great strike in the early sixties we were reduced to a bland diet. Neighbors and others contributed when hearing of our plight and Dad was gracious accepting it. I am overwhelmed at the gracious outpouring of help when we need it. Jim spent an afternoon sharpening the mower blades and has once done the lawn like a professional. Phil has done the hedges and slipped in last week with a JD every five acre man would want and tilled the garden. Wow is all I can say. Many stand ready to answer any call or need. For the most part it is Vanessa’s safety net answering the call. I find that comforting going forward.