Posted on25 Sep 2009
When you experience death you look around you and wonder how is it possible for the world to continue – how can people go to work, laugh, play when your whole world has stopped? You feel enlightened, in touch with the pain that must be felt by so many. But over time the pain lessens and you once again become oblivious to the pain and suffering around you. When you laughed at the woman wearing an ugly scarf, was she dying from cancer? When you got irritated with the lady in front of you at the grocery store had her husband just died? The lady with foodstamps you gave a dirty look to, did her house just burn down? Where does compassion and understanding go during day to day life. Do we get so caught up in our own lives we forget to look around and see what is going on in others lives. When the pain fades and you start to feel safe don’t forget to see what is going on right in front of you.
Today, I got my kids to school a few minutes early. I was waiting out in the hall for my daughters teacher. After a few minutes she came in the school, walking so slowly, dragging – I looked at her and said “you look so tired”. She looks at me and says “I am tired, I usually don’t get home around 10:00.” I asked her if you she was working another job, just chit-chat. Then she told me, “It’s a long story, my husband passed away last February and last January my house burned down.” Her husband was 46 and died of a heart attack while he was asleep. She has 3 kids – 17, 11, and 4. Her house is being fixed from the fire so she’s living an hour away with her parents until it’s finished. She said teaching the Pre-k kids was the easiest part of her day. Can you imagine what this woman is going through, the pain and mental anguish? Of course she looks tired. I should have asked her if she was ok, instead of telling her she looks tired – I should have paid more attention. From now on I will try to be nicer, more patient, more understanding – I never know what someone is going through at that moment.
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