How we should treat each other
A heavy story about how we treat people
I want to share something with you that might feel a little bit heavy. You may also wonder what it has to do with money.
The truth is, it doesn’t have anything to do with money. Not everything I share does.
In fact, this has to do with something more valuable than money, and that’s how we treat each other.
So let me tell you a story.
I found out the mother of one of my best friends had just died quite suddenly.
I called my friend.
Imagine this scene for a second: There I am, calling someone whose mother had just died.
He answered. He was crushed. We cried.
I’d known this woman for years.
She was amazing.
Life. Is. Heavy.
I couldn’t help but think about how odd the situation felt. We’re so often surrounded by strangers. And in that moment, no one had any idea what I was dealing with. I thought about the folks around me. Did they have a sick child or a friend in the hospital? Were they dealing with heavy stuff, too?
I was left with a bunch of grief and two big questions.
What burdens are all the people around me carrying? And how would I treat them differently if I knew?
In the moment, this was a very emotional experience. I wanted to treat everyone the way we all deserve to be treated. I wanted to give everybody room. I wanted to be more patient.
Unfortunately, that feeling of goodwill faded away quickly.
I don’t want it to fade away. I want to hold on to it.
How do we do that? How do we hold on to that feeling of goodwill?
I don’t know the answer… but I do think asking the question is a good start.
Here’s wishing goodwill to you.