Sad

I was talking to a friend the other day who commented in relation to the very sad apparent suicide of  Robin Williams...

 "I can't understand why people like that commit suicide, I mean did you see his house, the money he had, the lifestyle he led?"

Though being tempted to trot out ubiquitous trite soundbites in relation to 'things not always appearing as they seem' and that 'we do not always have an understanding of the inner battles others face', I just sat silently and observed this person from across the coffee table.

At the risk of sounding condescending, I felt sorry for this person. I felt sad at their lack of understanding.  I felt sad at the insight the comments gave me into this person's values.  I suddenly felt worlds apart from this person.

I love this person as a dear friend and and know them to be a kind hearted good soul. Maybe to truly understand some people's battles, we have to have faced some of  them ourselves? I don't know. I just don't know. Maybe some people only know to measure everything in terms of money and possessions?

Though I never knew him personally, Mr Williams always struck me as a gentle, kind and deeply sensitive man. May he rest in peace.

Blessings.
Snowie.