First, please read this Facebook post by a friend from college:
“Saw something beautiful at the Culture Club concert last night. A guy in his late 20’s/early 30’s was standing next me and in typical fashion had his smart phone high in the air recording the show (which usually annoys the heck out of me). We then realized he was Facetiming with someone. As I looked more closely I saw that the screen said “Mom.” Of course with Facetime you can see the other person in the screen and I could easily see that she had no hair and was going through some kind of Cancer treatment. At one point between songs I leaned over and said “that’s really sweet of you.” He then told me that his mom only had a few months to live and Culture Club was one of her favorite bands so he bought a ticket to the show so she could “be there.” I grabbed his shoulder, told him he was a good son and turned away so he didn’t have to watch me cry. There are still good people in the world.”
As a cancer patient myself (no active cancer now), I have thought about what my life would be like if I ever had a recurrence and was end stage. What would I do? Would I travel, hang out with family, read, watch movies, clean out all of the crap I have accumulated over the years? Probably all of these things. I have watched friends and family members of friends experience this horrible process, and it is always in the back of my mind.
We never know what is going on in someone’s life. I know it is overstated in today’s world to point out that we need to slow down and think about other people’s perspectives, but it is so true, especially after reading all of the hateful things people say on the internet. As I continue to count my many blessings, I will be thinking about this person my friend encountered at the concert and saying a prayer for him and his mom.