Corey’s friend Molly wrote him a beautiful email last week that ended with her saying, “I want to keep your mom’s wonderfully uplifting perspective on life — I want to see the world through Rosemary-colored glasses.”
For years Mark has told me that I view the world through rose-colored glasses, but since my diagnosis I don’t think that’s always the case anymore. If anything, I’ve realized that we’re all dealing with some sort of sorrow in our lives and that nobody’s sorrow is more severe or more significant than anyone else’s. All of our problems are real and we need to remember that and be a little better to one another.
I remember writing a quote on the kids’ lunch bags years ago that went, “Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle.” I have always liked that quote, but I don’t think I really got it until I spent some time without my Rosemary-colored glasses.