Home is where the people who live there need me to come home to them, and worry about me when I'm gone. There's no such place on this earth, no matter how far I drive.
... home isn't always the place where you were born and bred. Home is the place where your everyday clothes are, and where somebody or something needs you.
You know, maybe that's all anybody wants, is to be useful. And have somebody else notice it.
It's nice to feel wanted somewhere.
Rather than being afraid to ask for help, remember this: When you ask someone to help you, you are actually doing them a tremendous favor by giving them an opportunity to feel needed.
Inviting others to help us with our work in the Church helps them feel needed and helps them feel the Spirit. When these feelings come, many people often then realize that something has been missing from their lives.
How could anyone survive even a single day, if he didn't feel as if he was, in some little great way, needed?
It wasn't torpor that kept her - she was often restless to the point of irritability. She simply liked to feel that she was prevented from leaving, that she was needed.
I need to feel like I am important part of the team, if I get that the goals will come.
I never drove a car. I'm hopeless that way. I press the wrong buttons on the tape recorder. But if the person I'm interviewing helps me out, that person feels needed. People need to feel needed.
