The irony here is a sharp blow.
How many times have I said those words,
or thought them?
How many times have I said them to myself?
I cringe when I think of saying them to others...
others going through tragedies
I could only begin to imagine
and imagine insufficiently.
I appreciate the way these words
put those words in their place.
Reminding me to remember everyone
suffers in different ways.
It also reminds me of what a grief stricken mother
wrote after one of her children took their own life.
"I learned to translate everything people said to me into:
"I love you and care about what you're going through."
Regardless of how awkward or presumptuous.
I was moved by her generous spirit and kind heartedness,
by her lack of condemnation toward those
who really didn't know what to say but cared enough
to say something.
It's a worthy reminder for when Lady Judgement
enters the scene, isn't it?
Namaste'
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