Paint Brushes

Hard times hit all people in different ways. Some people constructively use their trials. Some just cannot adjust. Some go through addictions. Some people turn to faith. All suffer. All cry. All mourn. A lot of people go through so many difficult times that it almost becomes easy. Some people never go through anything difficult so that when they finally do run up against an obstacle, they are completely overwhelmed and just can't deal. Everyone goes through something. Everyone has problems. But problems have such a broad spectrum that they are impossible to classify.

Lost jobs. Divorces. Sickness. Legal issues. Death.

A problem that takes one person a lifetime to fix could take another person a moment. That's why you can't judge anyone's situation. Everything will be different.

I would like to say that I am a wise person. I have learned a lot in school, in life, and otherwise. I was simply reflecting today on problems and I stumbled upon a unifier: paint brushes.

I painted a bookshelf today and used two paint brushes. When I was washing them out later this afternoon, I realized that washing paint brushes is not an easy thing to do. You can never get all of the paint out. It was something I had noticed before, but today I found that extremely comforting. Everyone has a hard time washing paint brushes. It is equally as difficult for me to do that as it is for anyone else. We are all unified. We are all in this together.