Learning to depend

I grew up knowing I couldn't depend on anyone.  Honestly, I never had a single feeling of "this person will come through for me".  From birth, I was on my own.

However, I am starting to learn to change that idea.  I am slowly allowing the kindness of others to be a welcome and expected - though always a little surprising - gift.  From the small words of encouragement I have received for this blog to the heartwarming praise I have been given over my new job.  From the people who always remember my girls on their special days to the aunts and uncles who make it possible for the girls to have special summer experiences.  I am one grateful person.

Be that as it may, I am constantly surprised by the absence of those I thought might show me a little support.  I am, by my own measure, not a perfect friend; but I consider myself one who can always be counted on when support is needed.  It has been hurtful to know that not everyone feels the same.  However, new friends have stepped into the places left vacant by now strangers.  I have never been the type of person who meets people easily, so it amazes me each time that a new person comes into my life and stays to play for awhile. 

And, my family is astounding.  My baby brother has become a much more present person in our lives since his accident.  The girls have seen him more in the last month than in the two years before he was injured, and we all hope we are able to keep it going after he completes his long recovery.  My dad and stepmom continue to be the perfect grandparents to their "perfect" granddaughters as well as a good support system for much-less-than-perfect me.  My extended family has shown me tremendous kindness in the small endeavors I have taken.  And, I have two sets of aunts and uncles that have big hands in making this summer one that the girls will remember forever.


Yes, I am truly blessed with a small group of people that I can depend on.  And, while I may never be quick to call for help or ask for favors, it's a new (and very welcome) feeling to know that someone will probably answer that call if I make it.

Knowing there might be a safety net under you sure makes that tight-rope walk a little easier.