I admit, own, and envelope the fact that I am a sensitive individual. Some would refer and categorize me as overly sensitive. And okay, I buy that. It’s always how I have been. However, aside from that, I have always had compassion for pretty much everyone, even those I don’t particularly like.
What I don’t understand is those that lack compassion. I just don’t understand it. I have tried to rationalize it. I have tried to wrap my head around it. I can’t imagine people are born that way, it’s got to be a thing that’s environmental. Generational? I mean children aren’t born racists, that’s taught. Compassion or lack of must be taught – yes? no?
What’s taking up space in my head is about the Bill’s player that suffered a cardiac arrest. He was down at least 15 minutes as they pounded on his chest, got his heart beat back and got him to the ER where he’s in critical condition. I have lost count in regards to how many people actually said to me – “They stopped the game because of that? Players get hurt and are taken to the hospital all the time, and they keep playing.” I want to say “Really? Is that all you are concerned about?”
Why don’t we as people take a pause and have a little compassion. For those around you, for the world, and for yourself.
And the night the football player was injured and suffered a cardiac arrest – having compassion would look like: “That night we were all Bills fans.”
Pacific Northwest Empty Nester 