A dear friend wrote a blog about People who need people, saying that with little Eva's surgery this week he admits it is true. I also believe it to be true. What is puzzling is that I resist that truth. I don't want to need people. And yet, saying that feels so lonely. I want to be needed. How sad THAT truth is to me. I rob those who love me of the joy it gives when they are there for me. Heavy sigh...... because to change means to be needy?
I am surrounded by people who need people. I help where I can. It feels as if we all live in our own castle. Mine has a very wide mote with a huge drawbridge that only opens occasionally. Usually I am shooting darts of little bits of myself from the stone windows. Most who know me would disagree with all of this saying that I am a giving person. I do not have a response to that. There are many needs that are not met and not enough resources to meet them. I pray for God to help us see that we are a people who need people.
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Nell:
Welcome to the blogosphere! I have met so many wonderful people through blogging. I am happy to be the first comment on your post.
Binky posts two to three times a week. I am not so regular. I only post when I have something to "say." My love to the family.
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