People are like houses sometimes-dwellings.
You never find them completed.
Some are foreclosed; deprived & discouraged,.
Some are declared condemned; no hope of becoming anything remotely beautiful or something anyone would want.
Halfway finished, they come only with a foundation & you're left with a choice.
Are you gonna build them up?
Or tear them down?
I wrote this a long time ago (obviously) but I think it helps to go back to older projects, to see if you still have the same views, if you're still the same person or if you've changed. And I'm glad to say I still am These last couple weeks I've been working with patients for my clinical rotation. These old war vets are so broken (physically & mentally). They've seen things I can't imagine. They say all the wrong things and they don't listen sometimes. It's much easier to see people as their imposed circumstances. I vote we stop doing this and remember they are people. Other struggling souls. And sometimes, if you look hard enough, and listen quietly, they'll give you a glimpse of their true selves. And we have opportunities every day to enrich the people's lives around us. The world needs more compassion and a little less judgement. Is it really so hard to be compassionate to others around us who are fighting battles we cannot see?
