Do you ever notice how you can get so caught up in your own problems that you become unaware that everyone else has them too? It’s easy to wallow in self pity and think your own life is much harder than someone else’s.
Tonight we went for a walk in our neighborhood and heard quite a disturbance going on. It was a reminder that no matter how well you think you know someone, there is never a way to know what is going on with anyone, even the people that live in your own neighborhood. I say this all the time, life is not supposed to be hard. I believe we are meant to be kind to one other. Why do we make it so difficult? Why is it so hard for some to be decent and compassionate? I can’t help but imagine how different life could be if everyone was just a little kinder.