But we have no freakin' idea. A waitress serves me. I show appreciation towards her. I imagine what it must be like to be on your feet serving people for 8 hours a day - or does she work longer shifts than that?
I hear that something tragic happened. I might feel sad for the people affected. I might try to imagine how it must feel to be in that situation.
I have no idea! I think I'm empathetic but I'm not.
I have a few very new experiences this week. They opened my eyes to how people going through similar things must feel. They opened my eyes to just how much I just don't know what other people go through.
What events conspired over the last week?
- I worked in a professional kitchen for 6.5 hours, preparing food for a bat mitzva that was happening right outside the kitchen door.
- I told my grandmother something about myself that I knew she would take very badly.
- I babysat a family with a 2-year old daughter and 2-month old twin boys.
I HAD NO IDEA.
So what do I know now? Well, I know those topics a little better. And I also have ingrained in me, at least a little deeper now, that I can't relate to most people's situations and so I literally do not know!
QE
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