Oh, here, let me
Oh here, how about like this
Oh here, I know what you can do
Oh here, I can help
Oh here, I can do that for you
Oh here, I can make it happen
Oh here, why don’t you do it like this…
Oh here, what if you…
Oh here, how about like this…
Oh here
let me
fix
everything
because
I’m the fixer
I can fix most anything
I have the best of ideas
and lots of solutions
because I am smart
and see things clearly
because I am helpful
and willing to assist
because I am giving
and have much to give
Yet
truly and deeply
if I look in my soul
I’m a fixer
to feel needed and wanted
and smart and resourceful
and important and liked
and loved
Yet
I am already all of these things
without fixing for you
so I will let you fix you
and maybe spend a little time
fixing me
Know My Worth 
Amen and I love you! Xoxo
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Thank you, I love you too! xoxo
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This poem brought me to tears because I saw ME in every line. *I AM a fixer.* Sometimes that is good and sometimes not good. Thank you for the eye-opener. Have a truly blessed day!
On Fri, Mar 8, 2013 at 10:14 AM, Know My Worth
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Thank you, Lori Ann – so many of us are. You are right, sometimes it is good, and sometimes it takes over! It’s nice to know we aren’t alone, and each day we start anew. I hope you have a renewed and blessed day. 🙂
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This one is so true. It’s so easy for us to see the fixes for others. Thanks for making me think!
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Bless you
Shamefully I do have to admit it is so easy to fix things for
another person, but it is also nice ofcourse to serve oneanother 🙂
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Indeed it is nice to serve others, and there is an edge/ledge before we tip over to taking over, isn’t there? 🙂
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Sometimes i really believe Jesus felt he had his hands tied during his ministry due to the exaggerated Mosaic law, and he wanted/ could’ve fixed everything too. I believe he at last knew freedom when he was nailed–that was his incomparable service! I often feel my greatest service is listening and just being there–like Job’s friends that simply sat with him. Again ~your poetry stirred a thousand thoughts ! Blessings dear!
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I love the idea of listening as service, sometimes it’s the best thing we can do for one another. Thank you, Deborah!
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How well I know this, feel this and can relate to this. I am glad I waited to read this till this morning. It is so easy to see the fault of others and want to help. Less simple to see our own fault and acknowledge.
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Thanks for joining me, Val. We can only take steps forward, and today is new. 🙂
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I wanted to hate this!! It’s so me…and it’s been me for as long as I can remember…in fact, it’s been me for so long, that just like alcoholics who relapse when they get cravings for booze, I get cravings to fix and I go back…if the person doesn’t want to be fixed or helped, I will “somehow” find another that I think needs “fixing”…I am embarrassed and feel trapped by this particular way of living…or should I say “existing”…anyway…I am so grateful and privileged to be following this blog…the timing seems “cosmic”…Thanks. I think…LOL.
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I’m honored that this spoke to you, even if you didn’t want it to! 😉 Thanks so much for sharing yourself – so many of us are or have been in this place, and we can remove any embarrassment we feel by being open and real (amazing how that happens). Glad the cosmos has brought you here, looney2oon!
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I just posted a comment that disappeared 😦 Anyway, I wanted to hate this poem because it’s the behavior I’ve had for as long as I can remember…I continue even though I’ve done a lot of work on this…when my “project” is done, I move onto another…I just don’t want to do it anymore, but I don’t know if I can stop…maybe this post will begin the process of detaching from it…Thanks for the poem…I guess. LOL
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