Just help

Help (verb)

  1. make it easier for (someone) to do something by offering one’s services or resources.

And . . . no, not the book The Help nor the time when black women were primarily the “hired help.” I am thinking about the kind of help we can all use every so often: sister-friend help or family help when we truly need it.

This week was an eye opener when I thought about helping others. Why do we continue to sit back and try to figure it out when all we need to do is ask for help? Puzzled? Yep me too and I’m guilty. There is no reason to take it on by ourselves. We all need to help each other, especially now.

Families are being torn a part for reasons that don’t make sense; there have been unfortunate suicides that have us thinking about the importance of mental health; and then the challenges of everyday life. But the sun does come out eventually.

Two dear friends needed help this week and I didn’t think twice about it. Why? Because that what we’re supposed to do. . . HELP EACH OTHER. And in return, ask for nothing. It will come back threefold if we remain humble and thankful we could actually help someone.

So for the next month, I challenge you to:

-Help someone at the grocery store

-Help a friend with a project they’d like to complete

-Help your child read a book before they go to bed

-Help a family member who needs it but won’t ask

-Help your spouse with something they’ve been putting off for way too long

-Help a mother/father with their kids just because

-Help yourself by doing something for yourself

Just help. . . that simple.

Because the sun always comes out after the rain . . .

Sun Taylor

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No Extra Sauce

You’re in line at Subway and the person in front of you decides to order a turkey sandwich – so you think. Soon enough you realize that it’s not just a turkey sandwich, but it’s the turkey sandwich from H-E-L-L. Quickly, you get annoyed.

Subway sandwich expert (SSE): Hi, can I help you?
Annoying customer (AC): Um yeah, I want a turkey sandwich on jalapeno cheese bread
SSE: I’m sorry but we don’t carry that bread here. Would you like another?
AC: What? Well can you make it Italian and add melted cheese on top of the bread.
SSE: Sure (and a blank stare).
AC: Also, use the light mayo and not too much, chipotle sauce, but right after you toast it and don’t burn it. Then add my turkey, with lettuce, but the shredded lettuce, olives, pickles, and a banana peppers on one side only.  Also, I’ll take the oil and vinegar to go, not on the sandwich, and EXTRA chipotle sauce to go too.
SSE:  Tight-grit-of-the-teeth-and-fake-smile.

Why? Why? Why? These are the people in our lives that need a hug, according to my cousin Risgurl, and I couldn’t agree more. Things like a darn sandwich, should not be this complicated – along with other areas of our lives.

Mid-summer, we (well I) had to make the decision as to whether we were going to put our oldest son in a charter or public school. There I was at Subway looking at the options and making it way too complicated. If I got him into a charter school way across town, how would we manage drop off and pick up with our schedules (mind you we’d do anything for our kids). Or maybe after school care…or not? School bus, carpool anyone? And the other two kids? How are we picking them up? STOP. BREATHE. We ultimately decided to put him in a public school, close to home, that is perfectly fine and so is he.

So the next time you’re in line at your favorite Subway, order your sandwich, keep it simple as possible, and say thank you. Otherwise, make your sandwich at home please.

And also simplify those areas in your life that have way too much going on – no extra sauce.

Because the sun always comes out after the rain. . .

Sun Taylor