I was in the process of crafting a post in which I complained about all the little things in my life that are bothering me when my phone rang. After answering the phone with my usual greeting, "Union Station Foundation. This is Brian. How may I help you?" I heard the familiar voice of one of the many volunteers who come in and help us on a daily basis. This particular volunteer was supposed to have come in this morning to help with a task, but for one reason or another didn't. It wasn't anything unusual. In fact, it happened quite often. Volunteers come and go all the time.
We'll, as it turned out, this particular volunteer had a pretty good reason as to why she didn't show up today. You see, she had just been informed by her doctor that she has a malignant tumor that needs to be removed, and she didn't quite feel up to coming in. After talking with her for a few minutes, trying to assure her that we didn't think any less of her for not showing up, all the little things in my life that had been bothering me seemed to fade to the back of my mind. You see, there's something about sick friends and acquaintances that cause all your worries and concerns to seem insignificant.