When to Ask for Help! (4 weeks to go...)

So, as you can see, it took at least 4 people to hoist me up on a very small donkey (Maras, Peru last fall).

I hate asking for help (it runs in the family). Most comfortable doing things myself.  Learned that early on.  Can't seem shake it. 

But, as with most things, sometimes it takes a massive switcheroo to change your thinking.  Same with school. For the most part, the past 8 months I have toiled away, alone. But increasingly, I realize how important my small but (critical) personal support circle is to me, and I will be leaning on them even more, these next few months.

Hooray for good friends!!!  I need you all to keep propping me up!