Saying goodbye to Michael in the Bahamas was one of the toughest things I’ve ever had to do. It didn’t help that while we were there, we had to say goodbye to his 3 dogs as well (including 2 of the puppies I helped birth 5 years ago) because we found out all 3 of them had heartworm. And that’s not all that happened … several major appliances in the house were broken including the dishwasher and the front fender fell off their car. When it rains, it pours!
Needless to say, my friend, son and I worked hard to help make the lives of our friends easier while we were in the Bahamas. We did endless loads of laundry, made meals, and arranged for a plumber. After all, isn’t that what friends are supposed to do? When we left the Bahamas yesterday, I can honestly say that Michael seemed more lucid and Sherry (Michael’s wife) looked less stressed.
Michael and Sherry were, of course, very grateful for our support but I reminded them that “thanks” wasn’t necessary. Helping them gave us a tangible way to express our love. Besides, no one person can cope with the amount of issues they are dealing with alone. There’s a great quote, “It takes a village” and it means a child does not just grow up within a home but grows up in a community. It’s simply another way of expressing my personal mantra, “Together We Are Stronger”.
Wouldn’t the world be a better place if everyone went back to the notion of community? Do you have a supportive group of neighbours, friends and family that help out when you’re overwhelmed?