The story is told of the young boy who goes into a restaurant with his large family; Mom and Dad, older sister, Aunt, Uncle, and Grandparents.
The waitress came and went around the table asking each adult what they would like to eat and then she came to the young lad and asked him.
"A hot dog, fries, and a coke, please," he said and barely before he had stopped speaking his mother jumped in, "He will have the meatloaf, mashed potatoes, and carrots."
"Yes, Ma'am," replied the waitress who turned and addressed the young boy. "Do you want ketchup for those fries?" He answered he did and the waitress walked away with a smile on her face to stunned silence from the adults. In the hush the boy addressed his mother. "Wow, Mom. Did you see that? She thinks I am real."
She thinks I am real.
As you go through your day do you treat the people around you, young or old, as real or are they just objects in your path?
Do the people in your life treat you as real or are you just an object in their path.
(Originally posted to Multiply August 8, 2008)