A few years ago, I made really decent money. I had an awesome apartment and a car. I was able to take care of myself and I was
self sufficient. I was able to splurge
on frivolous things. It was a good life
that I was comfortable living. I never
really took into consideration how much that would change or how much I would
change along with it.
I never truly considered myself a prideful person until after my
daddy died and my world changed. I am
not the kind of person that likes to ask for help. I have a helping spirit. I do whatever I can for someone I care about
and I do it without expectation. Generally if there is a need, I assist. My friends would tell you that whatever I
have is there’s without many limitations.
This attribute has been both a blessing and a curse. I do not comfortably
accept or ask for help. Though, I have gotten much better at both. I am truly my father's daughter (mistaking my
pride for weakness). I don't want to need help and surely don't want to ask for
it. I haven’t really been a hand out
type of person. I have always believed
that hard work and dedication do not go unnoticed but that is not always
true. While being in my storm, I have
been learning about myself which is quite humbling. 
I am THANKFUL that I have realized that it is not weak to accept
help when you need it. I am thankful
that there have been people in my life that have given help when I
needed/wanted. All the times that there
was money slipped, nights out and wine in – hair appointments and rides given. I am THANKFUL that I have realized that
sometimes it is sometimes a blessing to someone else to be able to do for
me. I am THANKFUL that I have realized that
doing for someone sometimes come back through other people and not always for
the people that you did for. I am THANKFUL
for the GENEROSITY of people.
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