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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A look in the mirror

We have all done it to ourselves- took a look in the mirror and was not happy. For me, it’s usually based around failing a fitness goal or not feeling my normal self.

This past weekend I decided to go to TJ Maxx. I was excited because it’s been a while and I wanted to fill a void in my closet. As you all may know, I love accessories but you can’t wear them with the wrong outfit. So me and baby girl headed out the door.

And then it happened. I got to the store and didn’t want to look in the mirror. Now, we all know TJ Maxx has PLENTY of mirrors. In fact, there was one on every aisle. I avoided them all. I went around them, looked away, and finally just got my items and left the store. At that moment I knew I was not myself.

Later that night I was still in a funk. Then the hubby asked what’s wrong. Silence. He asked again. Silence . . . and then tears. Now he was concerned.

I finally said I wasn’t happy about how I looked and while shopping, I didn’t look in the mirror. His response was probably the best I have heard in a while.

“Babe, you JUST had a baby 7 months ago.” He also mentioned I was older now and that our bodies don’t bounce back like they used to…uhh insert record scratching sound effect here. Anyway, he was right. I was being too hard on myself.

We all tend to be this way when it comes to our goals. If we don’t meet them, or it doesn’t look good, we beat ourselves up. Stop doing that. When you do your best, that’s what matters most.

Thankfully these past two weeks, I’ve started exercising again- for real this time – and watching the diet. However, when you invest in yourself, it takes time; be patient.

After the conversation, I got myself together, prayed, and kept it moving- literally. I think I needed to hear those words and I’m thankful he realized it. I’ve done the weight loss thing before post baby and came out shinning.

So let me put on these shades, do my thing to lose the extra pounds, look in the mirror, and be thankful for who I am.

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

Sun Taylor

 

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