As I lay here, in the bed I set for myself empathy is often called upon,
“I would like to talk with you more often”. “I feel sad that we talk more often about me and my mistakes than about us”. “I was not aware to a loving person who married me, looked at me, loved me, that our marriage was not good”.
I though that was the language of empathy. The positive things. The opportunity to learn. The wisdom to know the difference. The patience and power to grow.