We all have a catastrophe of sorts, For some it is the Inevitable Bad hair bad, Others waking up WAY after the alarm, and others, Well Everyday just making it work.
We all have our demons, it is how we handle our selves in the moment that count. Standing in line you are running late for work and the 3 people in front of you are the enemy in line… Right? Gah I HATE that, But I also know No ones life revolves around me ether. Except for my sons, Or is that the other way around? Anyway, you getting up late may be a small piece crap compared to the lady 2 people ahead of you counting her change to get gas because her mom is in the hospital, Or the guy right in front of you who has been out of work for a year and praying he makes it to the interview of a minimums wage job on time. As you toss your money at the attendant, who has 3 kids, used to be a white collar worker but choose to work at minimum wage than let his family suffer, You are your own enemy. Pushing open the door you pass a girl, who is obviously having a good hair day, To bad you did not realize she is heading to a funeral for her best friend, who committed suicide over a failed marriage and to trump that, she was pregnant also. Yes, you are your own black cloud.
Shoving the pump into your tank, Your foot tapping, a older man passes you, smiles and continues to walk, you manage a half ass smile watching the gallons fill the tank slowly, Why is he so happy? He is in his own way celebrating his anniversary, with his wife today where she is, the cemetery.
We really should all have tag Lines
“Lost My Mom today”
“Just had my heart broke by someone whom I trusted”
“Lost my dog”
“Struggling to support my family/children”
“Just needs someone to listen”
“Could really Use a Hug”
“Wishes I could tell someone how I really Feel”
“Believes in angels but is missing mine”
Why are we so Engulfed in our own bullshit and are completely unaware there is a world of people out there that need even just a small moment, a smile, just help.
I remember being at a gas station, a woman was getting gas a few years back, She was upset, I am not sure why, I have no clue really. I had never seen her, Nor have I since, But the moment I passed by her, handed her a Gas station rose and a snicker bar the look on her face was Priceless. Thinking about it now makes me smile, because I know that One small gesture meant the world to her. Ok she was heaving as she pumped her gas it was apparent, But a lot of us don’t show what we are Really feeling, we harbor and hide it, I know most men will do hand stands before showing any emotion, especially if it cues in the word Weak…
Next time you get up, your late, Tank is on E and your just having a “Bad” day, STOP.. Look in the mirror for 30 Seconds and tell your self how lucky you are to have a reason to be up at that Hour, that you have a car to drive to work, and the fact that your life in comparison even on a curve is not that hella Bad.
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