I was rummaging around in my filing cabinet looking for a particular folder that I just knew contained a password. I was on a deadline, in a huge hurry and was frantically thumbing through about 8 years of unorganized crap when I found it — not the folder or the password, but a card. I stopped, forgot about my rush, and pulled the card out from between the many documents I’d carefully saved but never organized — and smiled.
The card had special meaning to me all those years ago when I received it, or else I wouldn’t have saved it. The timing of my rediscovering it now is what I find amazing — maybe even more than mere coincidence. The card was sent to me by my late sister-in-law, Sheri McKain. Sheri was an exceptional human being and passed from this earth much too soon. I still miss her.
“What do we live for, if it is not to make life less difficult for each other?”
When Sheri sent this card, I’m willing to bet she didn’t even think about its future importance, or that it might someday be pulled back out of some ‘crammed-full of stuff’ filing cabinet. I can promise you, she had no clue it would have special significance to me so many years later because of its relevance to any particular situation.
Crazies wake up every morning with a hate-filled plan of how to make other’s lives MORE difficult. Can you imagine how it must feel to be them? Of course the hurtful things said and lies told are upsetting. Of course, the stalking behavior is frustrating and scary. But THAT is what crazies live for! To make life MORE difficult for others!
Can you even imagine living YOUR life for that reason?
If you just answered, “of course not!” — you’re not a crazy. Probably.