Life is a process of continually reordering priorities.
Years ago I heard the Indian Jesuit Raimundo Panikkar say: Expect Nothing.
For some of us life is so fantastic we can't stand it.
How much more comfortable it is to say 'Yes, and...' than 'Yes, but...'.
Before I can accept someone's help, I must accept their presence.
How often have I tried just hard enough so that I can then say to myself that I tried with the real purpose of assuaging my guilt about something I did not wish to succeed in the first place?