Life Is Hard Enough As It Is, So Please, Be Kind To People.
'Everyone you meet is fighting a battle you know nothing about. Be kind. Always.' Brad Meltzer
It’s painful to see what this society has turned into.
There was once a time when the living was easier, and the people were warmer. At least, that is what I believe to be true. I haven’t had the opportunity to experience that different, old era. But, from what I’ve heard, those were the times.
Yes, the wars were cold and bloody, but people knew how to stick together. They knew what it’s important in life. They nurtured and respected values like honesty, solidarity, equality, integrity, and love.
I am not suggesting that those times were utopian. But, it was different.
Everyone was kinder, more open, more honest. The conversations were heartfelt, the love was genuine, the pain was real, the struggle was difﬁcult.
These people helped each other, they looked after each other. They shared their laughter, they shared their sadness, they were each other’s crying shoulder, they were an unconditional support to one another.
That is why their bonds lasted. When something felt wrong, they searched for a way to ﬁx it. Not a shortcut to avoid it.
But, I can’t help but notice that what we have now is completely different.
There’s a vast divide between the social classes. There’s hate. There’s intolerance. There’s discrimination. Silent genocides. Loud oppression. Brutal racism.
All I see today is sorrow, poverty, misery, deception, inequity, lies and utter manipulation. Lady Justice is rolling in her grave. Somehow the culprit always ﬁnds a way to get away with its wrongdoings.
And the only people who ever suffer for its mischief are the righteous ones. The ones who wouldn’t even squash a bug. The ones who are honest, noble and maybe too damn pure.
I know it’s not fair, but life is a boxing rink and if you’re not cautious enough, you are going to end up cruelly beaten. Some are the stronger, and some struggle to survive.
So, don’t you think that it is up to us to make the change?
Life will always be hard. It’s an unpredictable ride. We won’t always be able to avoid the obstacles along the way. We won’t always be ready to face the truth. We won’t always be strong to overcome the pain.
But we need to understand that it is also up to us to make this life bearable.
It’s difﬁcult and challenging enough as it is… So, let’s stop being cruel to each other.
Let stop the hate, those stereotypes, the prejudice in our hearts, the discrimination, the torture, the unfair treatment, the envy…
Let us stop caring whether the grass is greener on the other side of the fence. Instead, let us focus on our own soil. Our own growth. Our own prosperity.
Let’s be kind to each other. Let’s not despise one another. Let’s not be envious of each other’s possessions. Let’s not impose our beliefs on others. Let’s not force others to adapt to our preferences or needs.
Let’s not tell people who they can or cannot marry. Let’s not convince people that emotions are a sign of weakness. Let’s not forbid things to people that keep them healthy or give them an eternal peace of mind.
Let’s not judge them by the color of their skin. Their religious belief. Their language. Their sex. Let’s not shame them for their choices. Let’s not be disrespectful.
Let’s not be savages.
Let us be kind to each other.
For kindness and solidarity will be our only salvation.
Life is too damn hard. It goes away quickly. Some of us are fragile, others are suffering, and there are some who are grieving.
So, please. Let’s stop this madness once and for all, and let’s be kind to each other.
We are all we have.
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A young woman went to her grandmother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her.
She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of ﬁghting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved, a new one arose.
Her grandmother took her to the kitchen. She ﬁlled three pots with water and placed each on a high ﬁre.
Soon the pots came to boil. In the ﬁrst she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil, without saying a word.
In about twenty minutes, she turned oﬁC the burners. She ﬁshed out the carrots and placed them in a bowl. She pulled out the eggs and placed them in a bow|.Then she ladled out the coffee and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her granddaughter, she asked, “Tell me what you see.”
“Carrots, eggs, and coffee,” she replied.
Her grandmother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they were soft. The mother then asked the daughter to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard—boiled egg.
Finally, the grandmother asked the daughter to sip the coffee. The granddaughter smiled as she tasted its richness and savored its aroma. The granddaughter then asked, “What does it mean, grandma?”
Her grandmother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity — boiling water. Each reacted differently.
The carrot went in strong, hard, and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak.
The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior, but after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened.
The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water, they had changed the water.
“Which are you?” she asked her granddaughter.
“When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?”
Think of this: Which am I?
Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity do | wilt and become soft and lose my strength?
Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat?
Did I have a ﬂuid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a ﬁnancial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff? Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am | bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and hardened heart?
Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst; you become even better and change the situation around you.
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That she is not, nor will she ever be, that one piece that makes my life complete.
I spent my entire young life feeling worthless and like I was lacking something. I jumped from relationship to relationship hoping to find the person that could love me perfectly and make my life complete. For a while I thought my wife would be that person, and then for a while I thought she could change to become that person.
But she won’t. And she can’t. She is flawed just like every other person. She has her own needs and issues. She loves me the best that she can, and she works hard at it, just like I have to work hard to love her the best that I can.
But she cannot be everything to make my life complete. I need friends and family that love me. I need things in my life to work toward. I need challenges and goals, successes and failures. Most importantly I am having to learn how to see myself as important and valuable.
I love my wife, and I know that she loves me, but placing the expectation on her to make my life complete is unfair and has caused a lot of heartache in our relationship. The more I learn to love myself, and the more I focus on loving her just for who she is, the stronger our relationship grows.
Love is hard work, even when you marry the right person.