ok to be weakPosted: January 14, 2013
When I grew up we were emotional islands. Hard and strong, bearing each burden silently and separately. It was just the way our family was. I had to learn it is OK to admit to be weak.
Last week I needed a biopsy on a possible cancer reoccurrence in my lymph nodes and scheduled an appointment before my wife could return from out of town. Normally I would have struggled through it alone, but a wise person taught me:
I think you should tell them whenever you’re going through something important. Families are built on sharing and trust and harmed by hiding and secrets.
My daughter asked to accompany me. I agreed. She saw my frustration with those cursed gowns, rolled her eyes when I told them I didn’t need any IV sedative, and waited while they took their fifteen needles of cells out of me.
Afterwards we shared a brilliant breakfast at a local cafe. She had helped, and I had shared my need.
May you be strong enough to admit your weakness, and trust those you love.