In our attempt to keep things positive, and maybe have some good come out of our crummy situation we were doing some thinking:
We like to consider ourselves compassionate and positive people, we like to pay it forward, do nice things for people and/or strangers, and of course over tip nice servers since we both worked in the service world. ;) Last week, as we were driving home from the hospital, Tom looks around as we are driving home and looks to me and says, “Do people know how sick I am?” Oofta. Hit me right in the heart, but certainly an interesting perspective.
From the outside looking in, he looks like a normal 30 year old guy and we look like your normal young couple, but dang, that is just the surface. Fast forward to that afternoon when I was picking up the prescriptions and the woman at the counter was irritated that I had a question – my immediate reaction is to want to yell out “My husband was just diagnosed with cancer and I’m scared and I need help from the pharmacist”. But yet, she has no idea….
Now why do I say all this? Not because I want the world to know our problems, or to feel bad for us, or treat us any differently, but because you truly don’t know what that stranger next to you is going through. Of course there are a handful of rude and mean people in the world because they simply are rude or mean people, but if we’ve learned anything this week, it is to have even more compassion - because you never know what the person next to you is going through.
We like to consider ourselves compassionate and positive people, we like to pay it forward, do nice things for people and/or strangers, and of course over tip nice servers since we both worked in the service world. ;) Last week, as we were driving home from the hospital, Tom looks around as we are driving home and looks to me and says, “Do people know how sick I am?” Oofta. Hit me right in the heart, but certainly an interesting perspective.
From the outside looking in, he looks like a normal 30 year old guy and we look like your normal young couple, but dang, that is just the surface. Fast forward to that afternoon when I was picking up the prescriptions and the woman at the counter was irritated that I had a question – my immediate reaction is to want to yell out “My husband was just diagnosed with cancer and I’m scared and I need help from the pharmacist”. But yet, she has no idea….
Now why do I say all this? Not because I want the world to know our problems, or to feel bad for us, or treat us any differently, but because you truly don’t know what that stranger next to you is going through. Of course there are a handful of rude and mean people in the world because they simply are rude or mean people, but if we’ve learned anything this week, it is to have even more compassion - because you never know what the person next to you is going through.