Perspective

I remember once describing a woman:"Being with her is like getting beaten with a hammer; it feels so good when it stops." And it's true, sometimes something feels so good when it stops, a splinter in your finger, an annoying dripping faucet, finding a bathroom before it's too late.

I was whining about a toothache one time in the dentist chair. The dentist said I wasn't being a baby, and that when you have one, you don't care if World War III is kicking off at that moment. You just want it to stop. Gives you perspective, right?

Of course, perspective doesn't have to only result from pain. Someone getting their TV or computer fixed might not seem like news to you or me, but to that person it's the best thing they've had all day.

I think everyone I read or know does a great job in the comforting department. It's not hard to empathize with someone in trouble, particularly if we know what they're going through, first-hand.

What I've noticed lately, is that when people post happy stories, they ARE being met with some enthusiasm and congratulations, etc. And I think that is so great. You know if someone takes the time to post a picture of himself/herself in a new dress, or suit, that they are feeling really pretty/handsome at the moment that shutter opens. Now of course, to you or me, it's a dress. But to them it's a big deal. So letting them hear a kind word is taking a look from their perspective, and acting on it. And I think that is so very cool. You know when that person is getting those compliments, they are eating that up. How can you walk away feeling badly about anything when someone is that happy?

Yeah, I know this is all very Mr. Rodgers right now, but I don't care. I feel happy for someone right now, and, well, tough $#@$ !!!