asking for help

Asking for Help, Part II

Asking for Help, Part II

When I birthed the boy did I imagine or hope that he’d be our family’s team leader at times?  Did I dream for his childhood to be so drastically different than my own?  Did I anticipate or hope that he’d be taking on the responsibilities that he has at the young age of 11?  Of course not.  But, in reality, for team Boorman to function, sometimes he has to.  And, really, that’s ok.