How early does a person feel compassion for other people? Well, in the case of one of my grandsons I can assuredly say….five years old!
The other day my daughter-in-law was trying to put our tired, newest grandson, Remi, down for a nap. He was soooo tired and although he generally is a happy little guy, this day he was crying and crying as his mum tried to settle him into his crib.
These folks live in a fairly cramped apartment in Vancouver with 3 boys under 5 and a daddy who works from home. They’re pretty much all in the living room together with mum every day. I can imagine how difficult that must be on so many levels. I know that if I was my daughter-in-law I would crave my own quiet time and space from the others no matter how much I love my family. I know that my son must find it difficult to concentrate some days with this gang of happy boys playing right behind his work station. And I can imagine that the two older boys would not always feel happy to be locked down for weeks/months on end.
But I heard about this wonderful story the other day and I just had to share it with you.
In the midst of our Jenny trying to get Remi settled she noticed that a note was slipped under the door. Oldest boy,Otto, is just learning how to spell and read. The note attached (above) is what he took the time to sound out and deliver to his mummy that day.
This story just brings tears to my eyes that a little one could have so much compassion for his mum. He could have reacted in anger to the noise in their small space. He could have plugged his ears and tried to move as far away as possible from his wee, baby brother.
But instead, he moved toward the difficulty and acted with love and true caring.
How wonderful if all of us could remember this simple but amazing lesson. As we all deal with the pandemic in our own ways, work spaces, and homes let us try and have compassion for one another. We are all suffering in some way(s) right now. But let us always always remember to never give up!
Never Give Up!