Post by Dave on May 4, 2013 6:51:33 GMT
I heard a very moving story yesterday that not only moved me, but told me that there are still some good people left in this world. It made such a welcome change from what so often seems to be the norm on the news these days, stories of hate, violence and evil. I’m sure there has always been evil people in the world, but do wonder if these days there are so many more and I have often wondered why that might be the case.
Lyn and I were talking about this the other week, we both feel we are people who have lived a decent clan life, done so much for other people and yet have both been subjected to evil from others that was never justified. We both found ourselves asking if there was something wrong with us, were we really bad people, but we know we are not and stated joking we might have been better of being horrible people
I have found myself last week, thinking back through the last five years of my life on the TFF, I have struggled to understand how something that was set up with such good intensions, resulted in someone hating me so much and feeling the need to write some very horrible things about me. Have I killed anybody? Done something really bad to someone? No of coarse not, the worst I did was have a number of fall outs with someone on an internet site, was there any hate, threats in any of the posts I made? No not all, just posts standing up to the keyboard bullies who took pleasure insulting and hurting others.
In another post I have made I talked about the frustrations that built up in my when things were not going well on the TFF and the reasons I would end up wanting to just shut the whole thing down. It is so easy just to say I have become some mad nuttier who might be better off going to live in a mental institution without giving any thought to what might be behind it all.
No one should criticize anyone else unless they have walked in their shoes, if you have not held the hand of the woman you loved for ten years as she battled so bravely fighting breast cancer and then watched her die in your arms, you will never have a clue just what effect it might have on your life.
Having to tell Carol the fight was over and we had lost, was the hardest thing I have ever had to tell anyone, after all that fight was all about keeping Carol alive and I would have done and given anything I could, if I could have made that happen. Sadly all the love and support I had to give was not enough in the end to defeat that cancer, there was nothing else I could have given that would have kept her alive, if there was then it would have been given willingly.
You hear some sad and yet wonderful stories on the news about some young person getting killed say in a car crash and their organs being given to help save the life’s of others. It must always be a very hard decision to take for the loved ones of that young person, but also very warming to know that while they died, some good was able to be done and life had been given back to others.
If one of your children needed something from you to stay alive you would freely give it, if they needed say a kidney and you were the perfect match, then you would go through the operation not even thinking about any risks to yourself as this is flesh and blood you are trying to save.
It’s why the story I heard about moved me, a story of two postmen who had worked together for eight years in Weston Super Mare. One of them developed polycystic kidney disease, which caused cysts to form and his kidneys to fail. Doctors warned him that he would need kidney dialysis to clean his blood within months, unless a donor could be found to allow him to have a transplant.
But one was not found, all his family were tested and found not to be a perfect match, well that was until is workmate offered to be tested. He turned out to be the perfect match and had no problems wanting to give his friend one of his kidneys. As the man who had the illness was taken to the operation theatre, his own thoughts were that is mate would come through it all, after all he was risking his own life to try and save someone else’s.
An amazing and wonderful kind act that so many other people would never consider doing, while I know the world will never be full of people like that man, I do wish there were far less evil and nasty ones in it.
Lyn and I were talking about this the other week, we both feel we are people who have lived a decent clan life, done so much for other people and yet have both been subjected to evil from others that was never justified. We both found ourselves asking if there was something wrong with us, were we really bad people, but we know we are not and stated joking we might have been better of being horrible people
I have found myself last week, thinking back through the last five years of my life on the TFF, I have struggled to understand how something that was set up with such good intensions, resulted in someone hating me so much and feeling the need to write some very horrible things about me. Have I killed anybody? Done something really bad to someone? No of coarse not, the worst I did was have a number of fall outs with someone on an internet site, was there any hate, threats in any of the posts I made? No not all, just posts standing up to the keyboard bullies who took pleasure insulting and hurting others.
In another post I have made I talked about the frustrations that built up in my when things were not going well on the TFF and the reasons I would end up wanting to just shut the whole thing down. It is so easy just to say I have become some mad nuttier who might be better off going to live in a mental institution without giving any thought to what might be behind it all.
No one should criticize anyone else unless they have walked in their shoes, if you have not held the hand of the woman you loved for ten years as she battled so bravely fighting breast cancer and then watched her die in your arms, you will never have a clue just what effect it might have on your life.
Having to tell Carol the fight was over and we had lost, was the hardest thing I have ever had to tell anyone, after all that fight was all about keeping Carol alive and I would have done and given anything I could, if I could have made that happen. Sadly all the love and support I had to give was not enough in the end to defeat that cancer, there was nothing else I could have given that would have kept her alive, if there was then it would have been given willingly.
You hear some sad and yet wonderful stories on the news about some young person getting killed say in a car crash and their organs being given to help save the life’s of others. It must always be a very hard decision to take for the loved ones of that young person, but also very warming to know that while they died, some good was able to be done and life had been given back to others.
If one of your children needed something from you to stay alive you would freely give it, if they needed say a kidney and you were the perfect match, then you would go through the operation not even thinking about any risks to yourself as this is flesh and blood you are trying to save.
It’s why the story I heard about moved me, a story of two postmen who had worked together for eight years in Weston Super Mare. One of them developed polycystic kidney disease, which caused cysts to form and his kidneys to fail. Doctors warned him that he would need kidney dialysis to clean his blood within months, unless a donor could be found to allow him to have a transplant.
But one was not found, all his family were tested and found not to be a perfect match, well that was until is workmate offered to be tested. He turned out to be the perfect match and had no problems wanting to give his friend one of his kidneys. As the man who had the illness was taken to the operation theatre, his own thoughts were that is mate would come through it all, after all he was risking his own life to try and save someone else’s.
An amazing and wonderful kind act that so many other people would never consider doing, while I know the world will never be full of people like that man, I do wish there were far less evil and nasty ones in it.