Thankfully, I didn't have to make too many calls -- people were very willing to help. But the second call I made totally blew me away. I told her what I needed: my child to spend the night at her house on a school night, some transportation for both of my children the night before, and some transportation for one of my children on a school morning. A Monday morning, at that.
This precious saint, like the other, said, "Oh, absolutely, I would be happy to help you out." But what she said after that really blew me away. "I'm honored that you would ask me. Thank you so much for asking me."
Um, seriously? Well, you are so welcome to be asked to be inconvenienced.
But on a small scale I know what she means. I hate to hear sometimes that someone needed help and I wasn't aware of it to help. So, indeed, I'm thankful to know when people are willing to let me help -- but to go so far as thanking them for asking me? Well, why wouldn't I?
I will certainly do that from now on. Have YOU ever thanked someone for asking you for help?
I also need your help -- Good Things Out There for tomorrow. Lay it on me. What's the best of the internet this week? Preferably blogs, but any good writing, thinking, or inspiration you can find. What do you think?
1 comment:
I have, indeed, thanked people for asking me to help. And I've had people thank me for letting them help me. I think that many times it has to do with how they view you--that you would ask THEM (personally) to help, when you have so many others you could ask, of if you don't normally ask, or, in the case of our kids--they know how picky we were/are about who they ride with and where they go. I think it's awesome that she thanked you AND I am glad the kids are squared away so you and Troy can go be "those precious Saints" for your friends.
Love you.
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