“Even when you think you have no more to give, when a friend cries out to you, you will find the strength to help.” ` Author Unknown
Last week, Hurricane Ian ran rapid and left a mass of devastation in his wake. He turned the world upside down for thousands of people. The destruction and damage has been outrageous. Too many people lost so much.
In the wake of his wrath, it was beautiful to watch the outpouring of love and support. Times of crisis unite us. It doesn’t matter who you are, where you are, what you do or what you stand for. When disaster and devastation happens, nothing else matters but survival.
Is there any other clear sign when nature rears her ugly head we turn to those around us? In every sense of the word when the thought of nature taking our homes, drowning us out and possibly taking our lives, are we not more alike than we are different? Are we not in survival mode?
I feel we have witnessed more than once the power of connection. What are we so bogged down about in the grand scheme of things? As John Lennon so beautifully depicted in his song, “I Get by with a Little Help from my Friends,” can you look at another human being and not connect?
The stories are endless with remarkable connections and the kindness of strangers for no reason other than to help. How beautiful is that?
When we look beyond our own stuff and lend a helping hand for no other thought than maybe it’s the right the thing to do or better still, no reason at all. When we act without thinking about ourselves and offer what help we can, the person you encounter will benefit, without a doubt, and so will you.
You may not realize how much you will feel better about your life. It’s just the way it works. Take the focus off you and what bogs you down. Let go. Extend a helping hand to someone else and for sure, your own troubles won’t seem as bothersome.
There is truth in the words, “I Get by with a Little Help from my Friends.”
I feel very blessed to have wonderful friends. Not only do I have fantastic friends, I have many different kinds of friends. Some friends are just like me. We think alike. We connect. We have created many memories together. Other friends, we’re as different as the day is long. Our differences make our friendship all the more special and unique.
My everyday friends, I love them to pieces for being so constant and every day. I own at times I’ve been guilty of taking them for granted because they are so available and consistent. I never want them to feel I am not there for them nor do I want us to be so comfortable with each other we forget to nurture our friendship and operate only in crisis mode. I want us to always make time for each other for no special reason other than you are my friend, I care about you, and I want to spend time with you.
So. Yes. I Get by with a Little Help from my Friends.
What about you?