Every word Aaron speeks is treasured. I'm sure one day, I'll wish for him to just stop, but everytime he comes and talks to me, I get so excited. Jon and I joke that when he starts really talking, I'm going to have to leave him home when I go to the store, because I'll buy him anything he asks for.
The past week, I've really been struggling with the depression again. Just sitting in my comfy chair, surfing on the internet, and trying to stay afloat. I found though that when Aaron comes and asks for help, I drop everything to see what he needs.
There's something about a 2.5 year old, looking at me, signing with his hands help and saying with his mouth "help mom" that makes my heart melt. For help to be one of his two dozen words he has, is huge to me. It's one of the words we really worked on.
I am horrible asking for help. I have no problem asking Jon for help, because that's part of our relationship. But, when it comes to asking others for help, I just don't.
I need to get better at that. Not only at asking friends and family for help, but to ask God.
As I continue to battle depression, I find that the deeper I go, the less I lean on God. But, just like Aaron seems to know that the quickest way for me to drop everything is to hear the two little words "help mom"...I know the easiest way to get me out of the pit is to just utter "help."
It's a lot easier to say than actually do...
The Dance Toward God
6 hours ago
2 comments:
I understand. It IS hard to ask for help from others, and to admit to others that we need help in our weaknesses. I find that I am better at turning to God, but that I have a hard time letting people in to help me. I guess we both need to remember that people DO care, and allowing them access to us in our struggles can help build the relationship, and provides them the opportunity to serve and be blessings.
I wanted to say that I love you, and that I'm so excited to read about how the kids are acquiring and using their language. Take care! :)
Love you, too Regan!! Praying so hard for you and your family. Much love, dear.
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