A Bother and a Burden


I believe that there are three things that every living creature deserves: contentment, health and comfort. Yes, it sounds like entitlement until you take it apart a little further and acknowledge that what each individual needs in order to have these things is very different. And, in my opinion, entitlement is a matter of degrees and perspective.

I’ve always felt that I deserved to have those three things and I have done what I needed to do in order to have them. If sometimes I had to bother people or felt I had become burdensome in order to get them, well that’s what I did. You will never get what you want and need if you don’t ask for it.

Selfish? Maybe. A number of my relatives were fond of saying of my younger self that I was selfish.

But I am also giving. I find helping others to be fulfilling even if my help is not acknowledged or rewarded in any way. It doesn’t matter because I’ve already been rewarded by the good feeling I get from helping someone.

I’d be willing to bet that the majority of humanity feels the same way. People want to help. Helping feels good. I feel that when you let someone help you, you are also doing them a service. Self-serving? Maybe.

Some people don’t want to bother other people with their issues or burden others. I actually get a little bit angry when I hear that sort of thing. I don’t really know what the motivation for feeling that way is, but to me it says that the person does not feel they are deserving. And that makes me very sad.

I think most people might find it difficult to balance personal need against the needs of others. I think this is where the feelings of being a burden arise. But we all need help sometimes and we are all deserving of it.

And that’s my thought for the day.


Published by Dianne Lehmann

I'm a writer. But I'm also a wife and a mom to a couple of fur babies. You could call me a cook (but never a chef, I'm not that good) and provisioner as well. Laundress? Yeah. Probably. I design jewelry and I crochet. But mostly I love to write. I love words and how they sound. I love their meanings and origins. I love stringing them together. And of course, I love to read. Thinking about it just now, I realize that what I love most is life and the people around me with a special place set aside for my wonderful husband, our adorable dog and our inscrutable cat. It's the world and the people in it that fuels my writing. So thanks to you all for being the amazing beings that you are.

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