“If at that moment I was in your shoes, I probably wouldn’t want to wake up the next morning”.
Have you ever done it? Looked at someone, closely, trying to ascertain their life story just by studying their face? Don’t worry, this doesn’t border on being judgemental, just observation. I used to do it on the train when I was working in the City, just my private observations, just for me.
Yesterday I came across a chap at my local temple, who had lost a shoe, I know him, nice guy, probably around mid 40’s but has a mental age of 15, wouldn’t hurt a fly. He seemed distressed, shaking his head, I offered to help, search around. All of a sudden I spotted his mum, and she started shouting out all sorts of stuff, stopping people, shouting.
This chap turned to me, his eye’s wide open with his jaw almost dropping. At that moment, I realised that he wasn’t upset that he couldn’t find his shoe, but what was going to happen to him if his mum found out. He kept shaking his head, dropping his head, his eyes wide with disappointment. He mutters when he speaks, however I caught the words “here she goes again”…and in that small moment my heart sunk!
He lives in a shadow, not because he wants to, because he has to. That look, it was telling me he had given up, I’ll never forget that look, I never look at him in the same light, even when he’s smiling.