Last night we went out for dinner and on the way home I saw a large "something" on the side of the road. Suddenly I realized what I had seen. A man laying there. We turned the car around and raced back. I felt sure he had been hit by a car and either dead or very hurt. When we got there, he was trying to stand up. we both raced over to him and he screamed at us to just "go away". I spoke to him about how worried we were and was he ok. All the time walking closer and realized he was very drunk. An elderly man and really so vulnerable. We asked if we could help get him to his feet and he told us that the taxi driver had thrown him out of his taxi. Steward walked him to his home and as he left the man staggered back to shake both our hands and was so thankful for us caring.
What so amazed me was, I had no thoughts of judging this man but felt such empathy for him. I said to Stewart, "how hard life must it be to walk in his shoes"
I don't judge anymore but am now seeing people through different eyes and heart. Big learn.
