Being a Superwoman is not a bad thing…but only in doses.
Today, my neighbor had day surgery. She is in her early 30s, single, and her parents live over 200 miles away. The surgery went well but she is in pain which is expected. I took her and picked her up. When I talked to the nurse who wheeled her out of recovery, she told me they wouldn’t have done the surgery if they thought she didn’t have someone to stay with her during the night. I’m going to be that person.
My neighbor is an independent woman. Or as I call her, a Superwoman in training. A woman who is independent, probably too independent.
How do I know this? Because I’m an independent, Superwoman too. I see a lot of that stubborn, “I can do it on my own” self in her. The realization is that we can’t do everything on our own.
A true Superwoman knows when she can’t do it on her own. A Superwoman knows when to ask for help and more importantly, knows when to accept it. No matter how much we think we can do it on our own, we can’t. We need help sometimes.
Keep in mind, it’s only in doses.