Maybe it was a slip of the tongue.
But when my wife was talking to a friend about my recent health troubles she explained that “we” had a flare up.
The “we” was me.
And it occurred to me that my wife was dealing with my troubles as much as I was.
When we’re sick we often think we suffer in isolation. We get selfish and fall into ourselves and lash out at anyone who claims to understand.
In our troubled times we sometimes fail to recognize that the magnitude of our life stretches well beyond our knowledge. That our life, our story is a cornerstone chapter in or volume of someone else’s story.