You learn something new every day.

Of a more serious nature, but still just as good.

Wednesday, February 07, 2007

Roommate B started feeling really sick tonight. I asked what I could do to help and she asked me to call the home teachers. I did, and while we waited for them to come I got her into bed and heated up a sock to lessen her headache. She was given a blessing, and I made sure she didn't need anything else before I headed off to bed.

Laying there, I was suddenly sad. I couldn't figure it out at first, but then it came to me. I want someone to come take care of me too.

It's not that I don't want to help people, or that I'm complaining about helping others. I love helping people, and I hope that all my friends would feel comfortable asking me for anything, because I would give it. But something inside of me is craving that same care--I want someone to come tuck me in, make sure I have everything I need, and just hold me or play with my hair until I fall asleep. I want someone to take care of me--to know that sometimes I get tired of life, even though I pretend not to. I just want someone to say to me, sit down, don't worry about anything, I've got it covered.

This isn't a plea for everyone to rush to my aid. I don't even have a need for that kind of care at this moment.

I think I'm just tired, and I want someone to take my tiredness away, or at least carry it with me. Sleep will be good. Tomorrow will be new.


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