Asking for Help is Hard

This was originally posted late on the evening of March 10, 2014. By the time I got to work on the morning of the 11th, friends had donated $295.00 and it was all I could to keep from crying again. I am so blessed to ┬áhave so many amazing, caring, talented people in my life. Thank you doesn’t begin to describe my gratitude.




There are times in most of our lives when we could all use a hand.

If my life was in its normal groove right now, everything would be fine. I’d be busting my ass working as much overtime as I could handle and getting by. Just barely; but still.

My life is anything BUT normal at the moment. My mom suffered a severe aneurism and heart attack last Saturday evening. Her prognosis is grim and we’re expecting the neurologists to tell us tomorrow that she won’t survive.

As a result, I suddenly find myself preparing to drive 1,000 down to Florida to be with her, my dad, and my sisters and their families to say goodbye to her and help take care of my dad for a couple days.

I’ve got just enough time earned at work so that I won’t have to go unpaid. I’ve also got an amazing friend willing to donate some time to me (if the rules allow) so that I won’t end up completely maxed out. I am beyond blessed and thankful both for her and my job. And my boss has been so wonderfully kind and understanding as I try to deal with this and still be productive at work. I’m much harder on myself than she will ever be.

What I could use some help with is money for gas and food on the way down and back. I’ve had some extremely generous offers of assistance but I don’t want to lean on just one or two people.

So what I’m asking for is donations with a catch. I’m thinking of trading words for cash. I haven’t completely thought this through, but I can write something special for anyone who donates. Or, send an autographed copy of my book for bigger donations. Or, I don’t know. How about you tell me? I have a donate button in the menu at the top of this blog. If you have a few dollars you can spare, I could use the help. Drop a note in the comments (or email, DM, or message me in private) what kind of poem or what topic you’d like me to write for you and we’ll go from there.

If you are not in a position to help, or think I’m going about this in the wrong way, I completely understand. One of the lessons I’ve learned in the past few years, is that I am blessed to be surrounded by the most amazing and giving people. And, while asking for help is hard, not asking and suffering when there may be people who would love to help is the sad folly of pride.

I’m so very proud to say that I no longer worry every day that I can’t afford food or clothing. But not too proud to admit that fate has thrown me a knuckle ball that I’m having a hard time dealing with and could really use some help with.

Whether you can help or not, thank you for reading this and for all the emotional support you provide every day with your friendship.


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