How a Simple Flight Taught Me the True Meaning of Kindness and Empathy

are to judge, to assume that our need for rest or space matters more than someone else’s quiet struggle.

That woman hadn’t asked for much. Just a little room to breathe. And I, lost in my own fatigue, couldn’t give her that small act of kindness.

It wasn’t guilt I felt as much as recognition — the realization that empathy isn’t a feeling we keep inside.continue reading …