The Hardest Word I’ve Had to Learn

Alisa BonsignoreI had to learn a new word this year. It’s not a complicated one, like anastomosis. I’d seen it before, but I never really used it in a sentence before, certainly not as a request for myself. I took a page from my parenting-a-preschooler handbook and tried to sound it out.

Hhhhh. Eeeee. Lllll. Ppppp.

It wasn’t easy. I’d stand in front of the oven, balancing precariously on my crutches, trying to figure out how to lift a hot pan from a 400-degree oven.

Hhhhh. Eeeee. Lllll. Ppppp.

I’d need to meet with a client, but couldn’t drive myself with my broken foot, so I’d have to ask for a ride.

Hhhhh. Eeeee. Lllll. Ppppp.

I’ve always been the one to do for others, and I didn’t like the loss of autonomy that required me to ask for hhhhh… hhhhh…. Well, you get the idea.

Fortunately, things are more or less back to normal now. I can walk on two feet, albeit slowly. I can drive again. I have client lunches and prospecting coffees scheduled throughout December. Hopefully, I won’t have to ask anyone for anything in the foreseeable future.

Thank you to all of you who were there for me, both in person and virtually. I appreciate everything that you’ve done to keep me sane and gainfully employed.

Let’s just hope that I never again have to ask for hhhhh…. (cough) Help.

Am I the only one who struggles with this word?