Thankful Thursday - Mommies & Compassion

Compassion  -   'compati'
                                      - com  -  with
                                      - pati   -   to suffer, to bear
      Compassion - "suffer together with another"


Today I got a special gift in the mail from one of my mommies.  (yes, I'm referring to the group of beautiful, talented moms I met on line about 3 & 1/2 years ago.)  I got a sweet little letter, and two beautiful pictures.

This is what the letter said (for the sake of privacy I will leave out their names): 

" Hi Tyann,
Every morning when my son wakes up, i ask him if he had a good sleep and good dreams.  He always answer "Yes!"  Then I ask what he dreamt about, to which he always answers, "monkeys, tigers, and cars."  It's always those three things!  This morning he said he dreamt of rainbows.  I thought of you right away, he's been talking about rainbows all morning and wanted to colour rainbows.  It only seems right to share with you!
Luv, Mommy and little boy"

Here are the beautiful pictures they sent:

In my opinion, what this little boy and his mommy show are compassion.  Thank you dear friends.  I am truly greatful for every single one of my "mommies".  There is not a day that goes by that I don't refer to them.  Everyone is getting used to it... maybe sick of it... LOL.

The theme of my whole week seemed to be compassion, and I didn't realise it until late into my shift on Monday.  We had a little "in service" on compassion.  I realised that my crying in the hallway over the loss of someones loved one, is compassion.  Taking the time to go to Brennan's resting place on his birthday, is compassion.  Helping my father in law with his injured horse, is compassion.  All of us mommies rallying behind and supporting a mommy going through a difficult time, is compassion.  Replacing my coworker at a bunch of meetings so she could finish her day on time, is compassion.  Even putting Anna to bed early tonight (cause last night she was a wreck and no one was happy), is an act of compassion to our family. 

Many people have shown me compassion in the last 8 months.  Those who have cried with me.  Those who have stopped in with a meal for my family.  Those who have offered to prepare meals for us.  Those who sent cards.  Everyone who helped with the purchase of Mackenzie's headstone.  Those who have called me up to see how I'm doing.  Many friends who keep me included in things I like to do.  My friends and coworkers who are all supportive.  My superiors at work, who helped me when I needed 10 weeks off from work.  The counsellor I went to see.  My doctor... oh the list goes on and on.  These people have all suffered along with me in the grief I feel over loosing someone so precious.

Compassion is all around you.  Compassion softens the heart, and eases the spirit.  Compassion is a beautiful thing for those receiving and the ones giving.

When was the last time you received some compassion? 

When was the last time you showed some one compassion?