It's funny how life unfolds in different ways as I go along. There were so many years where I struggled so hard to make sense of things, to figure out the way ahead, and somehow felt I had to do it all by myself.
Maybe it's what most young people go through, or maybe it was just a mixture of things: how i was brought up, what my own personality brought to the mix, but I most often felt that I needed to figure things out myself, I needed to forge a new path every single time.
Where did I learn that it was somehow "cheating" to look at what others did and build from there? I can't begin to count the years I spent trying to create "from scratch" when, if only I had realized it, help was all around me.
It's interesting to get to this point in my life and realize that, while there are still vestiges of that attitude left in me, and I still do pride myself on finding creative solutions to problems, I'm now able - and happy - to reach out to others, to learn from them and their experiences. And, most importantly, I can ask for help.
There is learning all around me that I can draw on. Most people are happy to share their knowledge and give a hand up. It's an amazing thing to reach out and feel those helping hands reaching toward me, willing and able to make things that much easier. And creating an incredible community as part of that experience.
Ask for help. What a concept!