Help, I Need Sombody, HEEELLLLPPP

I'm convinced you can find a Beatles song title, for any blog I do. Such a simple thing brings me so much joy. Now if I can remember the blog????
Asking for help, is not fun. I easily can tell people what needs doing, but then they think I'm being bossy. Is being bossy wrong??? Assertive doesn't sound nearly so bad. SO! I'm assertive with a smile. Southern charm, goes a LONG way. Thank you ever so much.
However asking for help, is not in my vocabulary. Being a mom, wife, friend and daughter, I have held my own. Taking care of others , doing for others, with ease.
Breaking my leg, I have been at the mercy of my family and friends, and it's strange.
Even during my grief, I wanted to handle things on my own, still do. Yet each day I'm reminded of all the outside help I need. This week I received an unexpected package from my high school friend, Judy Ivey Senen. A book on grief from CS Lewis, A book on prayers, and a box of candy. She has not been a part of my life for forty years, with a few cards here and there. Out of nowhere, people can touch you profoundly. The same day, my cousin sent me an article on Lent, and a charm either made by an Autistic person, or the money from the purchase went to Autism. All in Ward's honor. My working friends, have brought over food, and chatter. Food for the body and mind. Bill, Emma, and Hart have been my Big helpers, doing silly stuff for me, and hard things also. Asking someone to wash your hair for you is not easy, but Emma did a great job and blew it out for me. Its not easy to be on the receiving end sometimes, but know I'm very grateful for being so lucky, so very lucky. I know there much be a song title from the Beatles to end this blog??? Please, Please me oh yea, like I Please You!!! Maybe there is not a song title for everything????