Perspectives
So the past few days have been really bad for me and I have been feeling really sorry for myself because of the tests, projects, assignments and other goodies have been buried beneath. I'm thinking I have it really bad and would appreciate a little sympathy, you know? I mean, its time I get a pat on the back or something...
Today my mother told me that one of the women who work with her, has died. She woke up with a headache and her husband took her to work. There, the headache only worsened, so he took her to the hospital. They did some tests, but she went into a coma. Shortly before my mother returned home, they received the tiding that she had died. An aneurism or something. She was only in her 30's and had two kids; one still only in grade one. I can't ever have imagined being dropped off at school by my mom and dad, and in the afternoon, only my dad arrives with a stricken face to tell me that my mother isn't here any more.
So I have problems? Sure. Do I have any right to bitch and complain about it like I do? No. I know it's evil, but I usually find comfort or reassurance that someone is worse off than me (did worse in a test or assignment), but this thing has completely taken me aback. I pray that these people will have comfort and support, and that after they have grieved, they can remember fondly of their mother and wife. Its not right...
Today my mother told me that one of the women who work with her, has died. She woke up with a headache and her husband took her to work. There, the headache only worsened, so he took her to the hospital. They did some tests, but she went into a coma. Shortly before my mother returned home, they received the tiding that she had died. An aneurism or something. She was only in her 30's and had two kids; one still only in grade one. I can't ever have imagined being dropped off at school by my mom and dad, and in the afternoon, only my dad arrives with a stricken face to tell me that my mother isn't here any more.
So I have problems? Sure. Do I have any right to bitch and complain about it like I do? No. I know it's evil, but I usually find comfort or reassurance that someone is worse off than me (did worse in a test or assignment), but this thing has completely taken me aback. I pray that these people will have comfort and support, and that after they have grieved, they can remember fondly of their mother and wife. Its not right...

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