Compassion. Where is it? I think I have it...but I am not so sure. As a matter of fact, I am not so sure on a lot of things. Perhaps it's that I allow people to make me believe that.
I think that society today has thrown compassion out the window. We are so driven to fight. Fight for our rights and what we believe. It comes with a price though, as does everything else in life.
I would never want to give up my rights. I was born in America. I am an American. My forefathers fought for those freedoms. I won't ever forget that. I will fight for my rights. I am so lucky to live in this country. Of course, I would not be here today if it weren't for my family fighting for their rights too, to be free.
That's a whole other blog. A blog I will write one day, when I feel driven to do so. Although, I cannot retell the story of my family as eloquently as other members of my family. I write from the heart...and my words are simple.
When we fight for something we believe in, we are reacting to our immediate feelings. That emotion building up inside of us, ready to explode. I think that interferes with our ability to be compassionate and see both sides of the story.
I am passionate about animals. If I had my way, I would outlaw hunting. Is that realistic? No. It would certainly impact many families out there that hunt out of necessity because they cannot afford to shop in the grocery store do to lack of money. That's just one facet. But it is a simple point I am trying to make. My emotion inside of me is to protect all animals..domestic and wild. I can't do it. But, I can do small things to help protect the animal world.
For the past two weeks, my daughter has been sick. She is dealing with some pretty bad headaches. She is feeling nausea and dizzy. I tried allergy medication thinking that allergies were the cause of these headaches. It doesn't appear to be the case. She was flush
tonite, but, no fever. I am watching the situation closely and praying to God. I am hoping that she will start to feel better soon before I have to take her to the hospital. I do not have health insurance. I can't go to a doctor. I lay down next to her and rub her head...helping her to fall asleep...silently talking to God as I do this. I want to cry. I feel helpless because I can't help her. I really don't have any money. If she doesn't get better, I will have to go to the ER and incur a hefty bill. I am being penalized for not having health insurance or money. My prize will be a large debt.
I am the other side of the coin right now. The other side many people are forgetting to be compassionate about. If you are fortunate enough to never go through something like this, kudos to you. But please, don't make me feel like I am nothing more then a menace on society.
I am 41 years old and have always worked hard. Hard at work. Hard to raise my daughter. And the fact that I worked hard to care for her when she was first born, means she is here with us today. I take pride in that. And she fought hard too, to survive.
I try not to take things for granted. Everything happens for a reason. But please, please...know that I am trying. I might not be succeeding like you...but, I am in a
position right now that affordable
health care would be a welcomed sight - not just for my daughter, but for my husband and me as well.
And please, please...stop with such hateful words. That just fuels the fire for more negativity in this world. I don't get it. We can't say such awful things towards other people and then go about our day as if we are
righteous - that is hypocritical. That lacks the compassion. If we have a problem with a person, and believe they are doing things that are not in our best interest - wouldn't it be better to pray for that person and hope that God hears our prayers. If you believe in the power of prayer, then you believe God is hearing you and will answer your prayers. Otherwise, are you not a
hypocrite?
