Last Friday and Saturday reminded me that you can’t make assumptions about people, or life in general.
On Friday afternoon one of my students over-reacted when I asked her to move to another table. She shoved her chair back and said, “I hate this school!” I had to get her mom on the phone to talk to her and calm her down. After school I called the mom back to thank her for her help and discovered that my student’s older sister was having her leg amputated that very day. You just never know.
On Saturday I spoke with my brother on the phone. We did our share of minor grumbling – him about the plumbing project that was becoming more complicated than he’d bargained for – I can’t even remember what I was complaining about, but I’m sure I was. Than I asked where my sister-in-law was. She was attending the funeral of one of my high school classmates. This sweet, brilliant man, who had earned a PhD and was quite successful, had succumbed to multiple sclerosis. He was 51. You just never know.
Be careful how loudly you complain. You have no idea what the people around you are dealing with. I have healthy children, and I have a future ahead of me. I am blessed. And THAT I do know.