Perspective (a follow up post)

So, my earlier post today was about The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly.

And when The Husband called me a few moments ago to discuss how we are going to handle "the mess" which is our car situation (or lack thereof), our time (etc.) limitations, and the constant influx of not-so-fun (shhhh... crap) that keeps happening, I had a moment of that "Neon Sign" perspective I'm always asking God to impart on me.

It kind of hit me like a punch in the gut and I suddenly wanted to make everyone fuzzy blankets and cuddly lovies to help make the world a happier place.

Here we are, complaining about our financial woes, our stressful vehicle situation, and the steady steam of travel that hits this time of year... all the while, the man who hit our car today was distracted because his wife of over 50 years had recently passed away.

Yeah, it took me that long to have it sink in, but when it did, oh man, did my heart ever ache.

What is a minor, temporary inconvenience for me is the symptom of a deeper pain and omnipresent void being felt by another human being.

As he apologized, the man who accidentally backed into me explained that he wished his wife was here, because she's the one who did the shopping and he wouldn't have even been at the store if she were still alive.

At that moment, I wished I was a bajillionaire miracle healer... because if I were, I would be able to just take care of things and let this not be another reminder of his pain.  I wanted to scoop him up and tell him how sorry I was - sorry for the pain he was experiencing, sorry that I was driving a rental car which complicates things, sorry that I had rushed my kids out of the house because 10 seconds would have put me further down the lot.   I wanted him to be healed because I knew that his wound wouldn't be fixed as easily as my ruined bumper.

And as I shared all of this with The Husband, I found myself thinking that I need to slow down.  Things may seem (shhh... crappy) sometimes, but I definitely needed - and received - some perspective.

Love, hugs, and blessings,
The Mama