I hate my life. I hate my life. I hate my life. That’s the chant I heard her saying as I approached her. Why would anyone say that? Such negative thought.
She had lost her husband. Her job. Her house. Her children. Her sense of independence. She felt she had nothing to live for. Beautiful. Smart. Educated professional she was, life had handed her difficulties. She thought she could never overcome life’s storms.
What were the right words to say to someone such as this?
- When life throws you lemons, make lemonade.
- Only the strong survive.
- Hold on, never give up.
- The tide will change. Keep going.
- Stay positive.
- Meditate. Pray.
- While there’s life there’s hope.
Will she find solace in any of these? I’m sure. Your thoughts? Do share. We would love to hear.