I am sorry for the poor performance that I did yesterday during our class activity. I just went through one painful experience in my life that brought me such trauma. I hope you'd understand. I will try to do better next time.
Yours sincerely, Liz
Summer 2007 when I handled a bridge program in another city (some miles away from where I live) for the incoming college students. Days following our class activities, a young lady handed me a small piece of paper before that one session ended. The next morning, while everybody was out for a ten minutes break, I called her attention. She sat next to my table. I smiled at her and asked, "How are you?". Tears started to well up her eyes that got me speechless. She then started telling me about losing her boyfriend in an accident. I looked at her intently while trying to grasp some piece of advice like saying " you're still young and you still have your dreams waiting for you..just don't lose hope." In my mind, i know that what I was telling her had nothing to do with her youth. BUT it was the pain that she actually felt at that moment. I came to realize that I might also have given her my lousy or poor advice. However then about two days past her sharing, I was surprised to see her already full of eagerness as she stood performing for our class activity. And when summer class ended, saw her mingling with her new friends already laughing and giggling with them.
A thought came to me, "t's not the comforting words that she solicited from people around her, i know, BUT it's by just being there. And that a good relief doesn't have to be exactly words of wisdom from anybody in this planet....sometimes, people just need someone to listen."