I did not know I had developed any compassion for others until today. It snuck up on me. I had the impression that I should make sure things were okay with my neighbor. I went to talk to her. This morning her boyfriend died in a car accident. They are a young couple probably in their mid-20's. I actually started crying because she would be struggling through this. It surprised me, but it was nice to discover that somewhere in all my abruptness I actually have some softness.
The questions I have are, when did it get there, and why didn't I know about it? What can I do for her? What does a person need from a stranger in times like this?
Naomi has already made her a super cute and thoughtful condolence card. I know that the succor a child offers is always purer than what an adult can offer, but I would really like to be there for our neighbor.
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