I try to live by the belief that it is better to be kind than to be right. But it seems like human nature creates in us a strong desire to be right. I think we have all been there before – thought we saw things more clearly or believed that we knew what was best for another. What I have learned is that even if you think you know or have had a similar experience, you can’t know. It’s not the same. How could it be?
Someone I see regularly has apparently been telling others that I am in denial and just need to accept reality. I’ll give her the benefit of the doubt and assume that her intentions are good. But here is what I would like to say to her…
“You are right. I am in denial. I refuse to believe the prognosis. I guess I’ll believe it when I have no other choice. That is how I choose to live and how I find the strength to climb out of bed in the morning. In what way should I be reacting that would make YOU feel better?”
On another note, we are off to see the doctor this morning. Dave’s side pain is still not under control and in recent days he has developed some pretty severe swelling of his legs and feet. This is our reality. And yet when you see me, I’ll be smiling and talking about something else. What you can’t see, because I probably won’t show you, is that inside my heart is breaking.