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December 17, 2011
“Did you know the people that are usually the strongest are usually the most sensitive? Did you know the people who exhibit the most kindness are the first to get mistreated? Did you know the one who takes care of others all the time are usually the ones who need it the most? Did you know the three hardest things to say are I love you, I’m sorry, and help me? Sometimes just because a person looks happy, you have to look past their genuine smile and see how much pain they may be in.”
I took the above quote from a friend’s page on Facebook. I thought it was interesting and in MY opinion, quite true. In so far as it pertains to me, people have always thought I am strong person, and I am, don’t get me wrong; but it doesn’t mean I am not also sensitive. You can hurt my feelings in a snap if you aren’t careful. And, I do not have a “poker face” so you will know when you have hurt my feelings.
I agree that some of the kindest people I know are the first to be mistreated, used, and abused. I could site many examples here, but being the sensitive person I am, I wouldn’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings.
Have you ever had a person hug you and you hugged them back only to realize that they really needed to feel someone’s arms around them, no matter how brief the moment. That statement was true as well.
“I love you”, “I’m sorry”, and “help me” must be the three hardest words for someone to say, because how many times do you hear it? How many times do you hear someone say, “I was wrong”? I would say not many. I do not find it difficult to say, “I’m sorry.” Twenty years of meanness and never once hearing that person say “I’m sorry” taught me how important it is to say those words and not only to say them, but to mean them.
I also learned the value of admitting that I am wrong. It is life freeing to admit you are wrong or you don’t know something, especially to someone who thinks they know it all. “I love you” is more difficult for me. I’ve been burned a lot in my life so I tend to hesitate before saying those words. I also hesitate before saying, “help me.” I learned to be self-sufficient at an early age and relying on others does not come easy to me.
Then, there is the last statement: “Sometimes just because a person looks happy, you have to look past their genuine smile and see how much pain they may be in.” This is something people just do not do. There is a phrase that says something like “the eyes are the window to the soul.” Apparently not, because if it were true, my pain would be like a beacon, flashing like the light on top of a lighthouse.
Go ahead and read the paragraph again.
“Did you know the people that are usually the strongest are usually the most sensitive? Did you know the people who exhibit the most kindness are the first to get mistreated? Did you know the one who takes care of others all the time are usually the ones who need it the most? Did you know the three hardest things to say are I love you, I’m sorry, and help me? Sometimes just because a person looks happy, you have to look past their genuine smile and see how much pain they may be in.”
Do you know a strong person? Do you know someone who is mistreated because of their kindness? Do you have someone in your life who needs someone to care for them? Is there someone you need to tell, “I love you” to? Or “I’m sorry?” Are you someone who needs help? Try looking past someone’s smile this holiday season to see if they need a little love.
If you are reading this, I hope you take a moment to reflect and leave a comment. Thanks. Happy Holidays.
Donna
There someone I need to tell, “I love you” to and “I’m sorry”. The internet is my only forum.
I know what you mean. My blog is my only communication with some people. Since they won’t talk about somethings, it is my only way of getting my story to them. Thanks for stopping by.
This is quite true. In my family, it’s usually never asked if I need help. At my baby shower, I got significantly less gifts than my sister. I could just about carry everything I got by myself. This is just one example. I used to think I wasn’t liked as much, which may be true. I don’t know. Early on, I learned to not ask for help. I don’t take well to help being thrown in my face. My thing is, do it and be done with it and stop putting so many conditions on giving. I never understood that. There are simply two kinds of people in this life and they are either givers or takers.
Love is a big word. I really try to assess if I even like the person. I’m kinda strange though because small things can turn me off of people. Like, if I sense or witness disloyalty, I’m probably not gonna love that person as Jesus says I should. I’ll keep good distance and love them from afar as that would be the only way I know how.
I’m usually too quick to say something was my fault. I’m always checking and re-checking myself but that doesn’t necessarily mean I’ll say I’m sorry either. I feel like the other person needs to check themselves too but that’s me being stubborn. I’ll work on that.
Reading body language and facial expressions are what I pay attention to. People can say and pretend a lot of things from their mouths. My son is a very bad liar, however, my daughter is more skilled. She’s so convincing, she should be a lawyer. I don’t know how she developed this so well. Maybe it’s a genetic thing she didn’t get from me.
Good post. Givers have to remember to take care of themselves and align themselves with that same energy in other people.
As always – on the same page. Hubby says I’m quick to decide if I like someone or not. I’ve learned to trust my instincts – comes from being burned too many times. My circle is small and tight. I only say I’m sorry when I truly am – and then I have no problem. I’m independent so I try not to ask for help. I set the standards very high for myself, but I also realize most people will not be able to live up to them – so I have to give them some slack along the line – in certain things. Loyalty – never. Trust – never. Life has made me who I am and for the most part – I’m okay with me.
Thanks for visiting and commenting. I loved hearing your thoughts.