For better or for worse, I've watched people die in front of me. I see how they are in the end. And they're not cynical. In the end, they wanna hold somebody's hand. And that's real to me.
Mitch AlbomRead
A little girl came home from school with a drawing she'd made in class.She danced into the kitchen ,where her mother was preparing dinner. "Mom,guess what ?" she squealed waving the drawing . her mother never looked up. "what"? she said ,tending to the pots. "guess what?" the child repeated ,waving the drawings. "what?" the mother said , tending to the plates. "Mom, you're not listening" "sweetie,yes I am" "Mom" the child said "you're not listening with your EYES
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote highlights the importance of active listening and being present in moments with loved ones.
This quote by Mitch Albom emphasizes the significance of not just hearing but truly listening to others, particularly in relationships. The little girl feels neglected as her mother is preoccupied, illustrating how often we can physically be present while emotionally or attentively distant, which can lead to feelings of disconnection. It serves as a reminder to engage more fully with those we care about, fostering better communication and understanding.
Themes
ListeningRelationshipsCommunicationPresenceUnderstanding
In practice
Example use cases
In a family gathering, you can share this quote to remind everyone to fully engage and listen to one another.
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What about a man who sits down to wonder Why life has cheated him? Thinks about his situation Hangs his head and cries Will we pretend, his problems don't exist? He's reaching out for help-will we selfishly resist? What about your brother? He's crying What about your brother? He's dying What about your brother?
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The way you get meaning into your life is to devote yourself to loving others, devote yourself to your community around you, and devote yourself to creating something that gives you purpose and meaning.
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