It is a difficult thing to admit that you may need help. I know this for certain. I am incredibly stubborn and often wait till it is too late to be graceful about the request. Instead, I am spent, frazzled, and way past the point of no return. It would only have taken a moment…

When you are a child you never look at things with a calculating heart. Things, are just…”things” not possessions or items of value. They are just items that are in the background of the life you are traipsing through as just that, a child. I don’t know at what point belongings become more than that…