I was reminded recently that’s it’s okay to ask for help, which, ironically, is something I typically don’t feel comfortable doing. I love to be independent, but clearly, the Universe had a different message to send to me this week.
I was in my garage, preparing to run to the grocery store. I planned to buy the ingredients for the dishes I promised to bring to a huge party I was attending that evening. It was Saturday morning, and I had everything perfectly scheduled on my calendar: I would shop, come home, cook, get ready, and be out the door “just in time” to arrive with my three fabulous dishes. But then . . . disaster struck!