The last 24 hours my mind has been in a frantic frenzy-trying to hold on to good thoughts and feelings...because sad thoughts and feelings have been trying to overpower.
It started the evening of St. Patty's Day when I ran into a (what should we can this particular person??) friend (?? not hardly) and this person was nothing but rude. In fact, this person mentioned how she/he takes pride in the fact that other people know him/her to be mean. (I don't want to give any hints on who this person is...)
Anyway, my interaction with this person was nothing but negative and left me feeling a little-no-a lot down. I don't know why I interacted with this person, I should have known that it wasn't going to be good-it's never good-this person is not a happy uplifting person-in my opinion, this person is the complete opposite-but I guess I was trying to give this person the benefit of the doubt. I thought that maybe I would have caught him/her on a good day...
So I was feeling low. I was sad that some people like to be mean. Seriously, it's weird. I honestly think that this particular person enjoys being mean. I actually know it! This person mentioned how its fun...I was blown away. And then I just got sad.
Are there a lot of people out there like that??
I thought of the story Alana told last weekend. She was at a store where there were a few young rowdy kids and she witnessed a lady going up to the father of these kids and rudely requesting that he take control of them. The mans response was, "I'm sorry lady. My kids just lost there mother and I just lost my wife a couple hours ago."
I thought of another story, one that I personally experienced, when I was in South America and I gave my sandwich to a kid who took it to his sister because it wasn't his turn to eat that day.
One time I had a bad day because I found out my dad had cancer. I had another bad day when my sister was in a car accident and her boyfriend was killed. The things I remember about those days were kind words/gestures from strangers who had no idea what was going on in my life...people who were genuinely nice.
My reason for telling those stories is we never know what people are going through. If we all had it stamped on our faces what we were going through, like "come congratulate me! I have had worlds best day because I fell in love or got a raise or am having a baby" or "today has totally sucked! I lost my job or my dad or I found out I am sick" I think we might treat people a little different. But sometimes we treat people like robots-like there only reason the person in the car next to me is alive is to waste space.
It is sad to me.
On a better note, I went climbing with Ferg last night. I hadn't been for quite sometime and was happy to go. I miss certain things about Utah-climbing, although I wasn't great at it, is one of them. I miss the recreation (but I keep hearing I am in the recreation meca of the world!!! so i am looking forward to it!!) but am excited for the warm weather so I can get out and enjoy!
Here are a few pictures of St Patty's! (St Patty's was like any other Tuesday. We are all on a soccer team together and practice every Tuesday night and then go to rose afterwards for taco Tuesday!)
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Rude people are just... rude. RUDE!
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