Fuller: Maybe this is how we find out what we're made of

“Can I help?”
If you’ve ever been asked that question, you know how good it feels.
A few years ago, when my job and life stresses were coming together like vinegar and baking soda (yay, chemistry), a friend at work offered those thee words. It’s likely she doesn’t even remember doing it, but it’s something I’ll never forget.
“Can I help?”
There was comfort in being asked that simple question, and relief, and a hint that I mattered. It’s