I follow a Facebook page called Humans of New York – it is actually a Tumblr blog. The Author is a photographer who set out to take pictures of the inhabitants of New York and plot their photos on a map. Whilst taking these photos, he started collecting quotes and short stories from the people that he met and he started sharing their pictures and snippets of their lives on the blog.
Last night I came across the story of Omar Samra, an Egyptian who has climbed the tallest mountain on every continent and tells the shattering story of how his wife died a few days after giving birth to their daughter, only having held her once (the story is in four parts on the blog.)
The story took me back to five years and four months ago, to another mother who never even saw her baby, let alone hold her and my heart just broke all over again.
Again I am reminded that everyone that I meet has a story to tell; everyone that I meet has had their lives marred by some sort of tragedy or loss or hurt.
Every life, every story, has a valuable lesson – life is short, life is precious, time is promised to no- one and if there was one thing that we could wish for ultimately, it would not be for money or material things, but for one more minute with the people that we have lost.
And yet we take those living for granted every day.
Everyone has a story to tell so be kind as your one kind act could be the difference that they need in their life that day (as my mother would say.)