I'm sure there is not a one of you who have not heard that saying, or said it yourself when you have gone over and above for another.
This week this statement has taken on a new meaning.
Sunday I added a volunteer day that was initially unplanned... then planned and my thought was that I would go there, help the job get going and get gone myself taking a needed rest. The stars had other plans. I ran into someone who, by their behavior, decided that I needed to remain on site throughout the jobs process. I laughed, I cried and I shrugged my shoulders- what else was there to do... Monday the call I dreaded making had to be made and I did it letting the powers know my concerns for the safety of the individuals involved in Sunday's shenanigans. And then later in the day I received another call letting me know that the dreaded call had been the right one... I hope that help is on the way for the family.
I must say that the volunteers that helped on Sunday were fantastic.. although they were young and had never quite experienced what they experienced they were composed, and more adult than most adults I know. One of the coaches who was with the young men is, in my book, headed for sainthood...
Monday and Tuesday were fun as we painted but then more was added to my plate- for once I did what I usually don't do and I voiced my displeasure- yeah me! That is VERY difficult for me to do and I am exceptionally proud.. now I need NOT to back down... I plan on holding my ground ( oh no, now there's an ear worm, lol)
Wishing that no more of my good deeds land me in the punishment territory!
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