After work last night, Big Tom and I went to get some pizza. We call him Big Tom because he's big. He gives the biggest, best hugs. He says what he really thinks and he says things right when they hit him. Like, "You're so pretty." It comes out of nowhere, like he just noticed at that very moment. And it makes me feel really pretty. And he listens. And for such a youngin', he makes a lot of sense.
Like sometime around 1:00 AM when he related a story about how someone, trying to comfort him after a friend's death, said, "I know how you feel."
"That just made me want to say, 'you have no idea how I feel. And you know what? My problems are bigger than yours because they're my problems.'"
That hit me like a rock. Isn't that the truth?
My problems are bigger than yours because they're my problems.
I'm going to remember that the next time I decide to compare my life to someone else's in an attempt to tell them that they'll get through whatever they need to get through.
Sometimes, it's better to just listen. And Big Tom is really good at that.
Who do you go to when you need someone to listen?
3 years ago