I am continually tested by the question: Am I so engrained in my own ideas and opinions that I refuse to consider other options?
I sit on a board that discusses child abuse cases. From the notes I receive on any one case, it can appear obvious that a parent is making no effort to engage in services. My defenses for the children are up! I want this parent to be held accountable! Then I hear from the client, and I see the pain, and realize how few tools there are in their fix-it toolbox. A single parent. Homeless. Trying to get off drugs but with only drug-using friends. Certainly this parent must be held accountable, but hearing another perspective on the story, I see this individual before me in a completely different light.
Occasionally I meet someone socially whom I want to dislike--hair color, shape of nose; we need little rationale. I look for any reason to build my case against the person. Then I hear their story. I slip on their soil-ridden, holey-soled shoes. A picture of their life slips into my heart. And I hear Sean's words: But Grandma, if you look at it from another point of view....
I continue to learn from the older and wiser AND from the younger and sometimes much wiser...
“You never really know a man until you understand things from his
point of view,
until you climb into his skin and walk around in it.”
---Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird
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