Golden Handymen

      A couple months ago a read a quick article about the needs of a widow.   One of the top things it listed was a handy-man.   It talked about how they were worth their weight in gold, and I completely  understood.   At that time, my toilet which had been slowly running  for a while.   My attempts to fix it were unsuccessful and I had made the problem worse.   In the past my brother in law from Montana has often come to the rescue, including lovingly remodeling our bathroom to make it more accessible when walking, standing and stepping were too dangerous.  Just asking him to help me know what parts to order was overwhelming and had me in tears.   Knowing I was in over my head, I was trying to decide who to ask for help with a neighbor also named Andrew offered to come help.   He not only fixed my toilet but a few other things around the house.  

       This week two neighbors came to the rescue, fixing something that has had me worried for at least a couple years.   Every time I would see it I knew it was something that I needed to get fixed and I'd tried to think of how to make it happen.   It was clearly something above my skill level (which isn't very high).   A board had warped on two different sets of windows.  Steve and Phil came and replaced the badly warped pieces.   One had become a shelter for spiders, ewww...   It took them a couple hours and it looks so much better.   However it's the peace of mind and one less worry on my plate that means the most.

      I know not everyone is quite so lucky to have a pool of good friends, family and neighbors.   I'm grateful for the many people in my life who help make life a little better.