Uncomfortable

I hate asking for help. I hate asking for money even more. It makes me uncomfortable. “I can do it myself” has been my mantra for a long time. Yet those feelings and attitude have changed.
Starting a nonprofit last year was tougher than I thought. Filling out paperwork and filing documents with the IRS was time consuming. Driving around the suburbs, picking up boxes of books from schools was labor intensive. Sorting all of the donated books required more thought and more time than I could have ever imagined. At times, I was uncomfortable.
Being uncomfortable with a new path in life is living outside of my comfort zone. It’s putting myself out there, knowing not everyone is as passionate about literacy, but still wanting to get the word out. As A to Z has slowly moved forward, being uncomfortable has helped me grow. I now understand that I can’t be the One Woman Show. I need support. I need volunteers, book finders, book sorters and fundraisers. I need folks who like marketing and have great ideas on how to make A to Z Literacy Movement even better. It’s being a bit uncomfortable that motivates me to continue what I set out to accomplish. It’s knowing that too many children are depending on me to deliver books to their schools, churches and homes. Care to join me?

3 thoughts on “Uncomfortable

  1. To truly be fulfilled we must be part of something larger than ourselves. Feeling “uncomfortable” is the beginning of your fulfillment. Because I do care to join you, I have an idea to share with you. Love and Support, Beth Olsen

  2. What is that old saying, many hands make light the work?

    Asking for help is not easy, Mal, yet with more hands we receive not only the assistance we need, but often new ideas and growth. Growth for us and for those who become involved in the project. Thanks for lifting up new opportunities, Mal, for those who can’t travel to Zambia to serve firsthand, but who want to be help promote literacy and the A to Z Movement.

    Thank you for bringing HOPE to the children through the gift of reading.

  3. I’m here! And I want to help. You were inspiring when we went to college together, and have become even more so now. I would love to help in any way I can.

    Let’s talk!
    cheryl

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