Sometimes, it takes someone else pushing you to realise that you can be more than what you are. I pushed and shoved this morning. In the afternoon, I got pushed and shoved :)
Truth is we all take turns at pulling someone up and being pulled up. And this takes place constantly, continually. It is a great silent dance we all participate in.
So, I will not make excuses. I will extend my hand for help when I need that little push up the hill . And I will pull you when you extend yours to me from the bottom of the hill.
The worst that can happen is I might strain a muscle or two. And so can you. The best that can happen is I get to dance happily on this stage called life. And so do you. :)
All together, we tango beautifully.