Humble pie

I am humbled by the kindness I have been shown in the last 24 hours … and a little ashamed.

People with far greater problems than my own have taken the time to check in, tell me they care, offer their help.

People I barely know have sent messages, phoned or even popped over to give me a hug.

I do not feel worthy of their concern. I wasn’t there for them in their time of need.

Life was too busy. My heart was too heavy.

Yet they have found the time to reach out.

And I thank them for that.

Their generosity makes me a better person. It makes understand how much words of support and friendship can ease the pain.

And I hope it will remind me to take a moment – no matter how hectic my life – to reach out to others who find themselves in dark or difficult situations in the future.

I think it’s time to start peeling that onion … after I bake my humble pie …