I saw this story online today and just wanted to share. We all have our own problems in life and too often jump to conclusions. We all have our own storms and battles just imagine how better this world would be if we all cut each other some slack.
Here's a little story for you.
You are in your neighborhood department store, where you've gone to buy some clothes.
You go into the men's department and want to ask the clerk where the Nehru jackets are (you are still stuck in the 1960s), but there is one person in front of you, so you are next in line.
The guy in front of you has two little boys, and they are having the time of their lives.
They are playing hide and seek in between all the clothing racks. They are screaming, laughing, being really, really loud.
In fact, they are just being kids, as they would be on any playground.
The only problem is that this is not a playground but a department store, and a nice one at that.
So as you wait in line, you give the father a couple of (minor) dirty looks, as he should be a better father and manage his kids with a little more discipline.
He really doesn't pay attention to you, and the kids are being as disruptive and obnoxious as ever. They continue to use the store as their own personal playground for the next five to seven minutes.
The father has completed his shopping and motioned to the kids that it's time to go. You give him one more dirty look as he leaves the place, with clothes on the floor that fell off the display racks where the kids were playing catch-me-if-you-can.
You go up to the counter, and you are ready to tell the clerk, "Can you believe that father and the way he lets his kids just run around and do anything they want?"
But before you even open your mouth, the clerk says: "Sir, I am so sorry for the gentleman and his two little boys that were ahead of you. Thank you for your patience and your understanding."
The clerk goes on to say: "The father was just telling me how they came from their mother's funeral, where she just died from cancer a day before. She was in hospice for two weeks prior to that, and it was so tough to watch his wife and their mother wither away and die."
The father had told the clerk: "This is the first time in weeks that I have seen my boys actually laugh and try to have fun after such a long, trying ordeal. There is nothing I will do to take this enjoyment away from them. Here is my Visa card (which he gave to the clerk), and if there is any damage to the displays or the clothes, just charge it to my account. You don't have to even call me. I just want my boys to continue to laugh and enjoy themselves after such a tough six months."
Feel like a jerk now? I know I would!
You see, I don't know about you, but so many times I just jump to conclusions, not aware of the other side of the story.
I think we are all guilty of this at times. We think the world is revolving around us, and we don't step back a little to see how it affects other people or what they might be going through.
It just seems that people are getting a little more self-indulged during the past decade, and we care more about ourselves than our fellow man.
I know that I need to step back from time to time and reassess not just what I want, but to be more tolerant of other people and their struggles with everyday life.
So I guess the next time you see those little monsters playing in the store and making a mess, you might think twice about what you are feeling and try to see what the situation really is.