Friday, August 15, 2008

New Thing #217--Connected


I have two bracelets that I wear continually on my right wrist. They are fisherman bracelets that I received on retreats--the first one when I was a retreatant in 2005, and the second one in 2006 when I was a member of the team that presented the retreat to other women.

The bracelets are composed of interlocked snap swivels, a kind of fishing tackle. The snaps open and close like a safety pin, and are difficult to close with one hand.

When I was running errands today, I felt something tickling my wrist. I looked down and noticed that one of the two bracelets had come unclasped and was hanging loose. I could have taken the whole thing off and put it in my purse, but instead I put it back on my wrist and I asked a stranger to fasten my bracelet.

There was a young woman with a toddler who was in the same aisle of the store as me. She seemed to be glad to do it, and had no trouble fastening the clasp. Soon I was on my way, glad to know my bracelet was safe.

1 comment:

  1. I have a theory about that. . . It is so much harder to ask for help than to give it. I wonder why that is? It usually makes my day to be able to help someone out, and I am loathe to ask even my closest friends for a hand. I guess it is hard to admit you need assistance!

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