I figured instead of talking about myself in this one, i'd talk about the world a little bit.
I went to my group tonight and one lady told us that she has COPD.
I had noticed her having a little more trouble breathing today than usual. She always is using her walker to come in to group. But she seemed different today. After hearing that she had COPD, she seemed embarrassed. This made me think about my mom. She had COPD and a whole slew of breathing problems including emphysema. I knew exactly what she was going through and would start going through so after group, I offered to walk her to her car. The smallest things tend to take the most out of you. Sometimes my mom would have to stop and sit down if we were walking somewhere. She couldn't go from the living room to the kitchen without having to sit and catch her breath. She eventually had to be put on oxygen 24/7.
I was on facebook and people kept posting about "60 eye-opening ads" or something like that. So I started going through them and then I saw this one:
I saw this and thought to myself, "some people are just going to look at this and shrug because they have no idea."
The fact that you have no idea what the person in the car next to you is going through. You have no idea. You don't dare stop to ask.
After my mom died, day of maybe, I was in my car driving somewhere, feeling like a hot mess and I was looking around and I started to wonder if the person in the car next to me was okay. I just started to wonder if I'm having this terrible day in my car, what are they going through?
No one cares about anyone else's well-being anymore. Not if they're a stranger. Everyone has a story. Everyone. You don't know if someone has just lost a child, spouse, or parent. Maybe the person in the car in front of you is speeding because they need to get to the hospital. Maybe the girl in the car over there is contemplating dark thoughts. Maybe the guy over there just lost his job.
Or on a brighter note: maybe this 16 year old just passed a math test. Maybe the girl over there is a new mom! We have no idea so we keep judging. Never changing. Never progressing. We look at the woman with the oxygen tubes in her nose and want her to walk faster. We only care about ourselves.
I guess I'm writing this blog because I just wish people would get the bigger picture. It's true that your time is limited. Everyone is plowing through their own struggles. Some people have absolutely no problems.
I could be having the shittiest day and I can go to the store and something happens to brighten me up a little. Like holding the door open for someone. Anyone. Any age. Any color. Any size. Hold it open.
Smile! Smile at strangers. Most people love that. And 9 out of 10 times it makes someone happy.
Help an older person to their car. Carry their groceries.
My mom always said to me and my sister before we left for school,
"Do something nice for someone and don't get caught."
My mom always talked to people that she didn't know. She always helped out when she could.
No she wasn't perfect but she taught me to love. No matter where they come from.
We all slip up but eventually you start to keep yourself in check. And people start to matter. And the smallest gestures really are the most important.
So what I'm trying to say is, everyone has a story. Your problems could always be worse. Stay positive and things will most likely come out in your favor.
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