Sorry everyone! I know its been a while since I posted. I had great items for post but forgot them all.
Today’s topic is close to my heart.
It’s easy as an outsider to judge others. We see the things others do and shake our heads, laugh, or mock. Sometimes we just think the person is stupid. Even if they are our friends we ask what are you doing? In a way its good to be a sounding board for your firends. However we need to have some grace, tact, and humility. Even if the situation is self infliced you never know what you will do in that situation.
My story: I have a friend that became a foster parent. I didn’t think it was a good idea but she is a grown women. She can make her own choices. The 3 small children are medical needs a require many pediatric specialist appointments, and modifications. She lives in a small town and the commute alone to the children hospital several times a week alone is taxing. The story contines on and on. It just seem like no matter what she does something else happens. I don’t know how she sleeps! Now it is affecting her job because she has to miss days. What started out as a loving venture to add to her income, has become a mental, physical, & finicial drain. She doesn’t she it that way though.
I want to tell her to quit, but she never will. She loves the kids and the choas. I told her that her life is filled with drama. She said she doesn’t know any other way. I thought she is crazy!
This is me holding my puppy in early 2011. In 2010 I suffered from depression. I did have a lot of the signs, chronic tireness, difficulty getting out of bed, malise about life. But I was blind to them. I was under constant stress from working full time at night, going to school, and my house was up for sale. I tried to eliminate all my issues; I moved to a new home, and reduced my hours. Then the panic attacks began. I felt like I was having a heart attack. The simplest things gave me anxiety and terror. My model was to ignore everything, and hide under the covers. I went to counseling not for depression but for the anxiety attacks. After I was told that depression was the real culprit, I researched buying puppies. After the time I had an older sick dog. She required around-the-clock medications. I was an emotional mess; and withdrew from school. This was not the time to introduce a new puppy.
But that is exactly what I did. I brought the puppy home just before Christmas. In the chaos really began. But I was blissfully blind. I ignored the dogs forth constantly fighting. I ignored the accidents in the house. I ignored the sleepless nights from the puppy. I just wanted to be loved.
All those memories came back to me, when I saw the picture. Eventually I got myself together. I’m back in school. I feel physically and emotionally better. I am socializing more. Unfortunately, that meant the puppy had to go to another home.
The point of this long story. Is that, fundamentally we are all the same. We may have many differences, but we also have many similarities. People in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones. When we’re about to offer criticism we should look in the mirror first.
My chaotic life was a stage. This is not the case for everyone. To be a good person we should gently show people how their choices are interfering with their happiness. We should also offer assistance. But beyond that, that’s all we should do. Ultimately, it’s up to them to understand the true issue and seek help.
I want to leave you with this thought. We have so many levels of discrimination. We can decide that we are better than someone else in more ways than just race and sex. As people fight to eliminate the big “isms”, let’s not forget the small ones. We are all one people, we all bleed the same color, and we all show pain in different ways.