Left, right, left

So I just returned from the ATL and the only thing that seems a little clearer is that I miss home. That and the fact that I need health insurance…now. I have numbness in my hands that might be the beginning of carpal tunnel syndrome and I have become a lefty instead of a righty. Don't worry about me though. This situation has given me an interesting perspective on things.

First of all, the world is clearly geared toward right-handed people. That's not fair and I'm sorry. But then again, the world isn't fair and we get over it. But again it has given me the rare opportunity to walk a mile or two as a left-handed person. Sympathetic or not, you really don't understand a person and where they are coming from until you have walked a mile or two in his or her shoes. Empathy, not sympathy, is the key to understanding.

There are a couple of poems floating the internet by way of forwards that deal with understanding time and concepts. There's the one that talks about the value of a minute, an hour and a second. In order to assign value, you should talk to people whose lives have been altered in that time period. If you want to know the value of two functioning hands, ask an artist (or me).

It takes patience and an open heart (not mind) to understand where someone else is standing on the path of Life. That is if you care to understand. And as much as you hate to admit it…you care. :) So the next time you have to deal with that coworker that makes you want to throw office furniture, take a moment and contemplate. Maybe you coworker is left-handed.

So sorry I was so short this week. I'll bring you a healthy dose next week.